Life
Just read elly blog, and she mentioned sth about why med student tend to write medics stuffs in their blog. Many bloggers use blog as diary online kinda thing - writing what you been through during the days, hence that's why I suppose.
Anyway, try diverting from medics subject, its American election today. I am leaning towards Kerry. Nonetheless, I am not surprise when Bush is declared a winner. Pre-election, although statistically speakin not much difference, you can see Bush has stronger influence. Brits called him "Dubya". I am not sure how he got this name.
Today I picked up my new passport with a new photo of the real me. The old passport bear the photo of "old" me. I know I have changed a lot since I come to the UK. I become more independant, a lot calmer, more mature and know how to groom myself. Masa high school dulu, I was known as someone who is "kecoh", tak tau nak match colour, gedik, mengada2x, highly insecure dan sebagainya. I was very aware with what people say. I always compare myself with other people, and always feel less than other people. I hate myself at that time. I remember in high school, I admire the ladylike, sweet looking manja girls - bak kata org melayu, jenis perempuan melayu terakhir yang boleh dibuat bini - and a lot of guys in my school "minat" them . I am faaar from that. There is one thing though, I am not sure whether I am still afraid of what people say or felt people will be judgement, I rarely mention from which high school I came from unless being asked repeatedly. I am not really the product my high school will be proud of.
I am glad I come to the UK, and discover the real me. I know that I have an adventurous nature, always want to try new things, have a passion of travelling and a lot braver than what I used to think of myself. I have broader mind and better communication skills. I accept criticism more readily and no longer "cry baby cry". I can handle myself in any sticky situation. I discover holiday romance which has blossomed to be the love of my life.
Sometimes I wonder how different my life would be if I have taken the offer to go to Monash Medical School in the land of Down Under.
Anyway, try diverting from medics subject, its American election today. I am leaning towards Kerry. Nonetheless, I am not surprise when Bush is declared a winner. Pre-election, although statistically speakin not much difference, you can see Bush has stronger influence. Brits called him "Dubya". I am not sure how he got this name.
Today I picked up my new passport with a new photo of the real me. The old passport bear the photo of "old" me. I know I have changed a lot since I come to the UK. I become more independant, a lot calmer, more mature and know how to groom myself. Masa high school dulu, I was known as someone who is "kecoh", tak tau nak match colour, gedik, mengada2x, highly insecure dan sebagainya. I was very aware with what people say. I always compare myself with other people, and always feel less than other people. I hate myself at that time. I remember in high school, I admire the ladylike, sweet looking manja girls - bak kata org melayu, jenis perempuan melayu terakhir yang boleh dibuat bini - and a lot of guys in my school "minat" them . I am faaar from that. There is one thing though, I am not sure whether I am still afraid of what people say or felt people will be judgement, I rarely mention from which high school I came from unless being asked repeatedly. I am not really the product my high school will be proud of.
I am glad I come to the UK, and discover the real me. I know that I have an adventurous nature, always want to try new things, have a passion of travelling and a lot braver than what I used to think of myself. I have broader mind and better communication skills. I accept criticism more readily and no longer "cry baby cry". I can handle myself in any sticky situation. I discover holiday romance which has blossomed to be the love of my life.
Sometimes I wonder how different my life would be if I have taken the offer to go to Monash Medical School in the land of Down Under.
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