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Selective
Tuesday, April 05, 2005

got an e-mail from one of the hardworking Mara students, who relentlessly trying to fork out money from our sooo rich sponsor.. gotta be "thankful" to MARA for that ..

as it saying that we can choose where we wanna go for our selective year, and Mara will give us allowance + $$$.. that's a good deal, as free money is always welcome.. now, it got me thinking, where do i wanna go, if i do get to 5th year (Finger crossed!!);

1. can always go back to Malaysia.. and learn about all the "Malaysian" disaese.. meaning, have to started all over again, getting ready for the grinding future as intern.. HTAR seems the easiet option.. family near by.. dont have to think about renting, bills, foods and bla..bla.. the new ALor Star hospital looks tempting.. but, then, i'll be too near with my grandma and far22 away from the hustle and bustle of the city... sounds tad depressing...

2. Melbourne;.. one of the best place to live despite having 4 seasons in one day.. but, when the weather is nice... just love it.. plus, i dont get sick like i always had in m'sia where i need to swallow that zyrtec tablet nearly everyday.. somehow, m'sian weather doesnt suits me (traitor!!)

3. Italy.. see that coming, dont ya.. MILAN.. unless i'll be super genius with italian..and can eat all those pasta stuff... *whatever*.... in a mission to get myself an ITalian men

4. any european country that at least speak English... just an excuse for me to bacpacking around europe..

5. South Africa; wanna do a little beeping at Damien new country house.. and made him fall in love with me, and asking me to marry him... and we'll live happily ever after...


now...i'm way22 of the track... hehe.. let's step back and remember back the reason why i have to do the selective... to LEARN medicine and treat people, do a good thing bla..bla..

so, gotta back to learning stuff.. the ECG strip just look like a scrappy line to me this morning...
&faded to grey at 4/05/2005 08:25:00 pm♥

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