Not yet..almost, maybe

This is what happen after 4 weeks of 730-530 in the unit (minus an afternoon i let myself off everyweek)

-strangely remember the name & bed of patients by heart. also their faces, likely their problem too.

-get this special feeling whenever called by name honey or darling or sweetie or love. warmth...

-almost tempted to just find a place in the hospital and sleep after the long day, the thought of walking back to the bus stop and then home tires me already.

-ache-y thighs and legs from the brisk walk every morning and evening, for the sake of not missing the bus. pedestrian is a hard job.

-to be remembered by the theatre's nurse, whom i only introduced myself once.

-realised the big difference it made to have a totally-the-opposite-from-the-previous resident.gggrruuaayyytt!!

-to my shame, the fellow never failed to greet me everyday or every surgery. which it should be the other way round.

-i dont have anyone to feed, so my last nasi was 3 days ago...thank GOD there's halal nasi campur on campus, otherwise it would've been 5 days record. oh yes, i wasnt feeling well so forced myself to stop and buy a pack.

-9pm came down to 830pm. what i enjoy more is to wake up few times, say 12am, 3 am or 445am and could still go back to sleep till it strike 5am. heavenn..

-the easiest way to avoid guilt for not studying at night is Grey's. kehkehkehkeh...