Reading Berne and Levy offends my eyes;
Reading Snell offends my memory;
Reading Harper’s is just downright offensive at all levels.
It doesn’t help that I have to do all these readings while my younger siblings are enjoying the luxury of justified indolence. Lame.
On a positive note, I really have to catch up and these holidays offer the badly needed time, well, provided I turn down the perpetually tempting Grey’s Anatomy DVDs and 2Fuse. So much for the best of both worlds.
Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year to me.
I’ve just turned 25 today.
First thing I realized when the clock hit midnight: Things would have been different had I not taken a 4-year rest after college.
At this age, I was supposed to be in my post-grad medical internship. One boards away from being a young hot doctor with sparkly quarter-life sneer, curly hair, and white coat flapping against the wind.
Someone please remind me to lower my expectations later in life.
Instead, I am in my first year, confused with Cori and Cahill, and still squirming my way out of adjustment phase (plus the unnecessary thoughts on being a high-risk primigravida by the end of residency).
Late bloomers’ club
O well, we can’t turn back the time, can we? So, scratch the thought. And besides, the hiatus has its own advantages:
- Gained me the financial aid needed to kick start my medical education;
- Inspired my very Ms. Universe-ish responses during the pre-admission interview (to the line of age is just a number);
- Busted my wits trying not to be a bum so that I could have no. 1 (Nurses aren’t the most easily employed professionals at that time);
- Gave me a taste of monetary compensation for hard work (Ah, old times…and the Christmas bonus);
- Instilled in me that despite no. 4, money is not everything;
- Showed me that there’s more to punctuality and responsibility than class attendance;
- Shocked me with how not everyone is of the same age as I was, hence no. 8;
- Taught me that social skills go beyond group assignments and recess;
- Made me realize that age does not readily translate to maturity and vice versa, which leads back to no. 7;
- Evaluated and reinforced my virtues;
- I can go on…but an optimum list should not exceed 10 items, I think. 🙂
Had I not spent the past years learning matters that a classroom can’t teach, I could now be a number of things: a medical school drop-out who never learned to appreciate the chance given to me, a job hopper who never understood where my heart really lies, or a recklessly shallow intern who cares about nothing but earning my MD at 25.
See? If not for the 4-year gap between college and medschool, things would have been really different. 🙂
I’m reading Berne and Levy – or at least I’m trying. Pardon me if I didn’t spare your special day.
This time last year, I had nothing but uncertainty. Today, I have a fighting chance, hence the reading.
Thank you for last year’s Christmas gift.
I’m sure you know what’s on my list for this year.
PS: I’ve been a nice kid. 🙂
Lots of love,