My six-month waiting period (aka holiday) is officially over in three hours. The one-week bridging course in Melbourne Uni is starting tomorrow. Much as I would have liked my break to end (and end boredom perhaps?), I'm getting some mixed feelings about starting med school.
I'm now scared. Scared to bits. You might think this is strange, considering I have studied in Melbourne before.
However, do you know what is more frightening to me than crossing uncharted waters? Facing things which were once so familiar to me....and now so foreign. Facing fears, without friends I'm close to by my side. They are all far away - a good number remained in Malaysia, while the rest are pretty much scattered across the globe. They may be with me, both in mind and spirit, but it is still difficult, knowing that they are not around physically. Sometimes I wished they are here with me, or better still...that I am with them.
Sigh.
But life isn't always a bed of roses, is it? Sooner or later, all good things would come to an end...and when that time comes, I just have to pick up the pieces and move on. The things that are best forgotten, I'll forget (eventually). And things that I love(d), I'll cherish.
(Note to myself: Just keep that happy thought, and you'll be okay...)
I just HATE getting out of my comfort zone though. ><" But then again, who doesn't? =p I really don't know what to expect this time around. For tomorrow, that is. And of course, my clinical phase in Melbourne.
Wish me luck. A six-month break can be very damaging to one's medical knowledge and memory indeed. ><
More updates later.
