Give Up That Funk.

What if.

The "What Ifs" of life will always come to plague you at least once. Was just wondering what would have happened if I didn't make certain choices or stuck with certain situations. One in particular and the Facebook news stream just jogged my memory.

Hmm.

Can't Touch This.

Random title but I was just listening to Artie go on. Heh.

Got an unexpected call from someone today and it made my day.

Can't wait for Wednesday!! (:

Safety Dance.

Been trying to do what Kevin did in Glee. It's quite difficult to follow without someone teaching you the steps. But I think I almost got the first part. (almost)

I'm such a Gleek.

The Climb.

Felt like an upslope when I first started. Don't know what to do, unsure of the system, unsure of what I can/cannot do. But it feels better now. Somehow, you are just more confident after performing certain tasks and getting affirmed. It's a good feeling when you pick up something that changes the patient's fate (whether good or bad).

Recently did that and now my patient has a poor prognosis. I feel sorry for him.

Now I am simply awaiting the coming of Wednesday 26 May 2010 6-9pm. Then cometh the HTC Desire.

Of course, your return is important as well.

My Love.

I'm addicted to your love. Seriously. I've never been so dependent on a feeling and a person before. It's weird. Just wanna let you know that.

I always tell you not to anticipate and worry about something that hasn't come but I'm guilty of doing that so often. I can't cope very well in new situations. I need familiarity and I find comfort in friends. I can do things alone. But not new things alone.

Some how, this feeling inside is still eating me inside out and it really kills me to feel this way. Pre-book-in, pre-call feeling. It really is horrid. The anticipation and suspense really kills me. I don't do well alone. Maybe that's why I always feel homesick overseas.

I find comfort in songs. But you've replaced my songs. Only you can truly comfort me.

Your Love Is My Drug.

I need your love now. Shit.

Never knew what pre-call blues felt like until now. It's not the hardwork that I'm afraid of but the fact that I'm fresh out of medical school with no practical knowledge whatsoever. Damn. I hope I know what to tmr.