maandag, mei 14, 2007

Sometimes i read and hear the lives of the people back home,
people my age, people in NUS mainly,
and i feel that familiar wave of regret, questions,
and general wonderment if i sequestered myself to australia
all in the love for science. (and medicine, of course)

I hear endless mahjong conquests,
midnight suppers at newton, bedok, thomson..

The global warming-infected weather,
the cab-taking, the class gatherings.

That tremendous heart ache everytime i hear that the family's all together having dinner. And it really doesn't help to know that they're eating my all-time favourite zi char!

And still, every cell in my body yearns for that lifestyle.

Every part of me still wish that i could turn back time and change my destiny..


Despite having said so, and despite coming to terms with that fact that i'll still be here for a long time to come, especially if i wanna do graduate medicine -

i know a local education could never feed the hunger in me for an awe-inspiring experience.

You never know that dish washing could put a perspective in your life.

i think its 9:50 p.m. now

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