MBBS is over!!!!

Never had a year passed that quickly! It was almost as if Time was sadistically laughing at us as we tried desperately to hold on to it, delay it. And never had the days been filled with so much stress, sweat, anxiety, loss of appetite (but alas! No LOW!!!), mood swings and numerous flashbacks of medical school.

I still remember the dilemma I had, should I even apply for medical school? I did not have a particular aptitude for the sciences, although biology is fascinating and doctoring really sounds like a potentially wei da occupation. After much deliberation I finally decided to just see where fate leads me.

Year 1 of medical school saw two crazy girls trying hard to adjust to medical school (unfathomable physiology, irritating drive-me-nuts biochemistry and mind-boggling anatomy!) while undergoing intensive training as aspiring bug-catchers of KE hall. Haha those were the days! It was pretty fun and definitely a joy to have xtine with me that first “blur-m1” years! I miss running down the corridors with her actually. And popping into peiya’s room to talk nonsense and just laugh the hours away! Not to mention listening to alex’s stories of his Europe trip and “slogging” away to prepare for hall play. Hee. And oh yes the number of hours we spent in the library with mugging gang (how unglam!)!!! to think I wasted my youth mugging weeks and weeks away! *grumble* haha still rem wes the MOB hiding under the table to escape from _____!

Year 2 seems like a blur. I only remember having library-phobia!!!

Year 3 was the start of the end of our MBBS journey. CSFC was scary. So much to learn and we were all tired out from being in the wards all day long! And alex was kind enough to stay back at night to teach us how to clerk patients! Haha. We were really scared we were going to flunk csfc. And of course that was the time when I had my chronic joint pain and everything else. Not an easy year. It was probably one of the toughest year in my life! A lot of things to come to terms with, had to fight exhaustion from hobbling around on one leg, and friendship bumps that needed some ironing out. But that was also the year we had so much fun playing LAN! Yayay starwars battlefield!!! *snipes* my LAN mates! Ahah. They rock! (except philey who always kill us off seconds after CS starts)

Year 4 was when I realized I was being a half-hearted student. Many things happened in the last few weeks of year 3 that changed my perspective on life forever. In retrospect, things really do happen for a reason. And I am thankful that I survived the ordeal and learned to cherish my family and friends more than ever before. And to take my studies seriously! It’s never easy growing up, such a painful self-discovering process!

Year 5. how do I even begin to remember this seemingly short year? It was really a time filled with fear; emotions running high, many of us felt that we would never be able to do it. Friends huddle together trying to counsel each other and amidst tears, countless motivational speeches and panic calls in the middle of the night, we pulled through. We did it guys!!!! YAY! It was really a nostalgic year, as we see the juniors from m1 to m4 happily smiling and laughing , many a times we just wanted to smack them or something (out of pure envy and jealousy that there are actually things for them to be happy about. Haha!). oh well. Lucky we didn’t act on our impulse. Hee. SIP were memorable times! And really good fun cos we had really nice seniors! Haha and who can forget chaoka team with its memorable paraphernalia and distinctive smell!? And I am really grateful for my CG. My small CG xtine and wes, and Esther n Eugene whom we met again! And of cos the 3 stooges heehee. Not forgetting the hours we spent typing WLMJ (gosh I actually learnt new things about Microsoft word and I can now type with 4 fingers instead of 2!! Ahah). Thanks guys, for all the support and encouragement!

The exams itself was terrible. And because it was such a long stretch, most of us were out of steam by the end of 1st week! And henceforth settled into a zombiefied i-just-can’t-study-anymore mode. It was really exhausting!!! I almost had an addisonian crisis the day before surgical clinicals start!!! Whew.

It has finally came to an end. Mixed feelings of anticipation, excitement, immense relief, joyousness, impending doom! Ahha. Gosh how am I going to survive my nightcalls. Yay! Luckily ahma and wes are doing the same posting! Got people to help me set plugs le wheeee!

A new chapter has begun. =)