Knowing a person who has little sense of security yet maintains a tough front must be truly exasperating. Don't worry, I sympathise with you guys reading this. Truly =)
Saw a doctor today. Finally one who actually diagnosed correctly instead of forcing their diagnosis. Never knew I had asthma when I was a kid. Interesting what a trip to the GP can bring. (To you out there who will of course never ever read this mediocre blog, there you go, it is not necessary to be an out-an-out specialist to be excellent) But bronchitis sounds.. a tad scary. Oh and Dr Ung (forgot spelling) could actually conclude spot on that whenever I cough, it'll be because of some uncomfortable feeling in my trachea (which some other doctors vehemently denied possible.. what quacks). Frankly, I AM truly impressed.
But, of course, free time comes at a price. The more options, the more uncertainty. After this, I am beginning to distrust my judgment. I don't even dare make a decision now. With such dreadful precedence, thank goodness I'll never ever have to make any major lifetime decisions. Somehow, the word 'commitment' just doesn't seem to be in any part of my dictionary. In fact, 'escapism' should have a prominent role huh? 3 years may not be a lot, but it seems really long.. just like the 5 years. Not that I mind having the opportunity to work outside for so long.. but 5+3=8 years. That's almost 1/3 of my life till now. Given how commitment-phobic I am, it's really a bit too scary, especially since I can't even tolerate 2 weeks.
Told someone that I would not want to apply for pupillage at where he is working at, simply because I prefer to have him as a friend than colleague. I wonder why he didn't think that as a compliment when it was supposed to be. As in, few friends can remain so once they become colleagues and by saying that, I merely meant that I treasure the friendship more than the job opportunity. Hmm.. wonder why it wasn't read as a compliment...
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