Almost a month since i am back here, back to the life thats becoming so familiar over the past few years; where hospital becomes the epicentre of living with only occassional lucky weekends that are free for roaming other parts of the city. so far, i have been tremendously lucky actually, 4 weekends have passed and ive only spent one of them cooped up indoors, waiting on women in labour.

So yes, as you might have guessed, i am doing obstetrics and gynaecology run now. next week will be my last week doing this run. i am actually enjoying this attachment better than i did last year.. somehow, magically, obs gynae starting to make more sense and i guess, i have became desensitized towards women cursing in labour and dreadful vajayjays in general, that i am no longer as squeamish as i was last year. plus, i have a super nice consultant in my team and i am finding myself latching on to her at every opportunity that i could get. heh. i really hope that i could get a good reference from her to nail my job applications..

speaking of job applications, there are just so many grown-up things to settle this year. how is it that i felt like i have to grow up so much in the space of a few weeks, when really, all i wanted to do with my current life is slouching in my beanbag, licking ice cream while playing games on my psp. hrm. i really dont know whats going to happen next year, i havent had any concrete plans on where i want to move next year.. heck, i havent even figured out my electives end of this year yet. is this really how everyone feels when they are at my stage? lost, unknowing of the direction to head?

/>pic courtesy of nakalai, st claire's beach 24/02/07. thanx =)