A Month to Remember

Back to blogging after a month and it's officially near the end of my first semester!
It's been a pretty rough month, with OSPE, OSCE, assignments, lectures and essays piled on top of me. I'll be typing this real quick, just for the sake of making it look more updated. Yea, one post in May looks pathetic. One post in May talking about how hard it is to make a post is extra pathetic.

1.15am. 30 more minutes and it's impossible to make it to my 9am lectures tomorrow.

As you see, it's been an awful week. I'm forced to wake up every middle of the night to cough out all the thick phlegm stuck in my throat. Disgusting, I know. Wait till you see what's in my rubbish bin. But yeah, my friends have been awfully kind, helping me grab notes, lending me notes, keeping me updated... Through the nose sniffs and bloodshot eyes, there is probably something I should tell you.





Something struck me while watching this video called "A Walk to Beautiful". It is difference. Take a look at the world around you. A primary school kid throwing tantrums because his mother picked him up from school 3 minutes late. A driver honking furiously at an old woman limping across the road. Yet, an Ethiopian woman had her baby ripped out from her womb at a tender age of 13, her heart broken and shred, her mind bewildered, her fate changed forever.

For 6 whole years, she was isolated by her own people, just because she could no longer work as all the other womenfolk do. And all she had to pull her through was hope. Hope that the rumours of a distant town with a cure were true. Hope that she can reunite with her family with welcoming arms. Hope that she no longer has to sleep on twigs at night, or wake up in the morning crying...

I wonder, why is there so much inequality in the world? Well, it pissed John Lennon off.
"Imagine no possessions, I wonder if you can, no need for greed or hunger..."
Perhaps such a world cannot be attained, because wealth is a measure of success (heck, I even wrote this topic in sec school). And a man's purpose in life is to succeed. Imagine how hard it is to abandon all your worldly goods, to help these poor children who are forced into the world of poverty, debauchery.. well you get the rest, EVIL. I'm still thinking hard on when I will buckle under such pressure.

My HIC tutor asked my class, "So who is thinking of helping these poor children?" Few hands raised. I will yet have to give my answer, as sitting there quietly with head bowed was all I could do...

Nice little essay there, but I guess most of you would be mocking me with that "all talk but no action" look. I swear, if I fail all my papers at medicine, I'll be next best at being a politician. But it's only an if. That is, if suicide doesn't fall in between :p