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Secrets can't hide in science. Medicine has a way of exposing the lies. Within the walls of the hospital, the truth is stripped bare. How we keep our secrets outside the hospital... well, that's a little different.

One thing is certain. Whatever it is we're trying to hide, we're never ready for that moment when the truth gets naked.

That's the problem with secrets. Like misery, they love company. They pile up and up until they take over everything. Until you don't have room for anything else. Until you're so full of secrets, you feel like you're going to burst.

The thing people forget, is how good it can feel when you finally set secrets free. Whether good or bad, at least they're out in the open, like it, or not.

And once your secrets are out in the open, you don't have to hide behind them anymore. The problem with secrets is, even when you think you're in control... you're not.
In my own world,
2:05 PM

I'm unwell. Therefore I took medical leave today. God. Is there ANY way at all to stop having runny or blocked nose, ever? I hate it when my nose gives me problems. I hate it that it irritates my throat, that I can't smell or taste what I eat, that my face and head throbs to the beat of my heart, that I can't have a restful sleep having to toss and turn unable to breathe. Argh! Anyway, Suduan sent me a text for me to take care and get lots of rest when she saw I took an MC. That's so sweet! I truly didn't expect it.

So. What else has happened? Hmm. I saw one of my driving instructors one time with his child at my work place. I was so excited when I saw someone familiar. And he recognized me and blah, blah, blah, he thanked me for the compliment letter I sent. Hahah. I'm so pleased that it made my day a lot.

Other than that, work has been alright. Sometimes, though, I feel like I'm the slowest, most stupid, least liked with the lowest confidence level person ever. Although I thank God every time my shift ends that I'm not working in a ward, I still do not like to work sometimes. I don't like the pressure, the responsibility, the having to please people all the time, and sometimes the competition. To me, I think working can make me feel less knowledgeable. Some people say, when you come across something new, you'd want to find out more about it. Yea, that happens. But sometimes, you have no time to go search about it. And it makes you a procrastinator. What I need is probably classes or lessons that I have to go to after work or before work, to study, to have people teach me things that's relevant and important to know. Just giving me a topic doesn't really help me cuz I won't know where to start. Having classes kind of forces me to study. I can't wait for the day I'll start studying again.

Anyway, I received the professionally taken photos while I was on stage shaking hands with the Director of Health Sciences during my Graduation Ceremony. It looks nice! Hahah.
In my own world,
9:37 PM

People have scars in all sorts of unexpected places. Like secret road maps of their personal histories, diagrams of all of their old wounds. Most of our old wounds heal, leaving nothing but a scar. But some of them, don't.

Some wounds, we carry with us everywhere... and though the cut is long gone, the pain still lingers.

What's worse? New wounds, which are so horribly painful, or old wounds, which should have healed years ago and never did? Maybe our old wounds teach us something. They remind us where we've been, and what we've overcome. They teach us lessons about what to avoid in the future. That's what we like to think.

But that's not the way it is, is it? Some things we just have to learn over and over and over... again.
In my own world,
3:05 AM

Like I said, I've been dying to blog about my Graduation Day that was held more than a week ago. But I didn't receive the pictures that I wanted. Like the ones I took with Dr. Ronnie and Mr. Lim Shi An alone. My favourite lecturers. So I'm just gonna let it go then. I just wanna say I miss school very much.

Sigh..

But I did receive other photos though, like:







That's An-Nur's brother. I think he's grown quite a bit since the last time I saw him. But still adorable, as always.

Last week, I had this programme called Service from the Heart. Interesting. We were dressed in home clothes and we did phone audits and went around the hospital to see how the staff of the hospital handle us, the "customers". Some parts were lectures and I got to doodling. So did Fiza.




Something random, sort of. I can't stand people who copy cats me. It's so irritating! This person is starting to get on my nerve. And she flirts! Even to the guy I'm interested in. Annoying to the core.

Argh!

Anyway, I'm gonna be on E shift tomorrow, which is a shift that starts at 6PM and ends at 1.30AM. Gonna be such a new experience since I don't usually stay out of my house that late. Those who go clubbing and stuff would probably think like "Cheyyy.." or something like that. What-EVER.
In my own world,
8:41 PM