My Favorite Memories

Memories are something I’m good at. I have relatively good memory for ‘life events’. My earliest is being about two or three years old. Yes, my brain can go that far back.

I’m suppose to write about my favorite memories here, which is difficult. So maybe, I’ll list some of them and see what I can expand on.

Finding a dead hummingbird in school when I was nine years old. By know you probably realize that I’m a little weird that way, but finding a dead bird was highly exciting. I showed my friends, and we decided to bury it. And then I pretended to be a news reporter and did a whole piece (with a pretend film crew) about the death of the humming bird.

Yes, I was that kid.

Being told I could actually sing by my opera tutor when I was 13. I had always loved singing, and my then piano teacher recommended I go for classes because she caught me singing in the hallway at the music school. When I was ‘auditioned’ to join his classes, I remember having to choose a track from his karaoke machine and picking ‘Top of the World’. My mom was so nervous and I was terrified. My tutor modulated the key, just to see if I could keep up, and then when the song was done he turned to my mom and said, ‘you’ve got a gifted daughter. she can really sing.’ Just thinking of that makes me smile. I wish I could have continued classes but my tutor moved away and ‘real exams’ were looming. I can still do opera if I tried. I learned Italian pronunciation quite well.

Being published. I wrote an article about Glee that actually got published in a literary magazine for teens. I am still proud of it, despite how much my opinion of Glee has changed.

Performing on stage. Godspell and The Witness, and everything else in between. I love the stage, it’s an amazing adrenaline rush being up there.

World Youth Day in Sydney in 2008. Nothing can truly explain the wonder and beauty of being surrounded by people who were equally on fire for their faith. It’s the most alive I have ever felt, I think.

That one day of school where 80% of the students were at Sports Day rehearsals and the rest of us could do whatever we wanted. I think back on that day in Form 2 when my two best friends and I did nothing but hang out in the library, eat ice cream and climb those tiny little hills at the back of the school. It has to be the most carefree time I have ever experienced in secondary school, or school life in general. If I could go back and have that day again, I would.

So yes, those are the memories I’m choosing to share this time. Do you have anything similar in mind, or would you choose other more significant moments?

Relevant to this post: 5 Memories

This has been part of the #paperlovestory30days meme created by Amanda from PaperLoveStory.

The Might Have Beens


I have written about this before in this post, but I’ve added 3 more to the list. I consider this an actual representation of my interests in general. I know, it’s highly diverse, but that’s just how my brain works.

This has been part of the #paperlovestory30days meme created by Amanda from PaperLoveStory

at Starbucks again

Okay, so clearly I have not been blogging for a while because WordPress has changed it’s layout a little. It’s just looking ‘off’ to me.

I’m at Starbucks again, but this time, I’m in the one in JB. Specifically, the one in Bukit Indah in JB. Yes, Bukit Indah is nowhere close to where I stay but my housemate wanted to get a haircut in this specific mall, and I tagged along because he wanted someone to accompany him on the drive.

I thought sitting here would be a better decision than wandering around. It has been a while, dear reader, and I think I shall catch you up.

My 5 days of exams has just finished today and it has been a whirlwind of sorts. I am tired, I am overly emotional, and I want to go home. I am leaving for home tomorrow morning, but I will be back next week (or maybe the week after) because I need to start handing out my research project’s survey forms. I have so much resentment built up about that because 1. I do not care for this research topic, 2. It’s going to take forever, and 3. This is not close to what I signed up for, at all. Instead of having time to myself, I’m stuck with something I’m not interested in and I have to be away from home for it. It wouldn’t be as annoying if I could do this in Subang, even though I am not interested in the topic, I could easily bear it because I would be home. But no, I will be in JB, alone in that apartment doing this project.


I was a mess last night because of it. I was supposed to start it this coming Sunday but I genuinely couldn’t. I had to step out of the situation and say ‘no. I need time off.’ This whole year has been exhausting both mentally and physically, and I needed to go home, and out of that apartment to be ‘out’ of it. I don’t know if that would make sense to anyone but it’s what I needed to do.

So yes, 6 days at home then back to JB. I shall learn to live with that. Does anyone want to come live with me for a few weeks after that? Free boarding guys. haha

The exams were.. so-so. I was not prepared for some of the OSCE stations that came out. Meniere’s Disease and SUFE… REALLY? REALLY? Those are classic EMQ questions and yet we were asked about it in the ‘practical’ exam. I did not see it coming at all, and thankfully, most of us were blanking on those stations. As terrible as that sounds, the more similar we all are, the better because that means the ‘pass-fail’ graph doesn’t shift much.

The EMQ papers weren’t great either. Some questions were straightforward but a whole bunch were very confusing. It’s annoying home similar answers can be to each other, so you’re never really sure which the right choice is.

But it’s all over, thank goodness. I am glad it’s over. Now it is just the wait to see if I get called for ‘additional papers’. I truly, truly don’t want that. I cannot deal with going through this all over again. I just need a clear, safe pass. I cannot deal with doing Year 4 one more time. It would be too much.

So yes, those are the major things that have happened in the last two weeks. Sure, there are other things I could talk about but for now, this should be enough.

I shall continue the 30 Days meme soon enough, I’ll pick up where I left off.

Exams are over and I’m technically ‘free’ but not quite. No wonder I still feel that clammy hand around my heart.




fourteen days

Hello, dear reader.

I’m taking today off from the 30 day meme because frankly, I cannot think of that many artists I’d like to see in person. It ended up being a list of my favourite Broadway performers, which I don’t think is quite the point.

Instead, today I think I’d just write about what’s been going on with me because I feel the urge to put words out there. So in a way, this week’s round-up is this.

Two tutors gave me personal feedback this week during our evaluations and the feedback I got was great. Sure, it was pretty much the same general statements that the tutor fed to all my other group members, but it felt good while I was getting it.

“I’m sure you’ll do very well in whatever you specialise in. Don’t let MBBS be your end.”

“You are really good at personal skills. You have a lovely smile and great laugh. Never let that fade. It’s what will draw people to you. You’ll go far, I have no doubt.”

It’s nice having someone believe in you, especially when you’re at that point where you don’t quite believe in yourself.

I have nine days till my exams. I am shaking in my boots. It’s all so near, it’s all so quick. We were given the briefing for our final exams this morning, and I swear, my heart was beating so, so hard. I am genuinely terrified. I have so much to lose, it’s unbelievable. I am at the cusp of becoming a doctor. These are my final exams in my course. After I pass those 5 days, after I get into Year 5, that’s basically it!

I’ll be a doctor.

I’ll be Dr. Grace.

And that is thrilling and scary. I have so much depending on those five days. My whole life can change! My life is hanging on my actions to make those five days, the best five days I have ever had in medical school. There is so much ahead of me. I have such a great year planned out for 2016.

I just have those finals standing in my way.

I’m going home tomorrow for the study break because I need to be home for this. I need to be comfortable to do whatever I want, to study wherever I need, and to get hugs when I completely lose it. I’m spending the rest of my night packing before I make that trip up tomorrow afternoon.

I pray that I can do it. I pray that I am capable of making it into Year 5 next year. I pray that I have the willpower to get through the next nine days with focus and determination.

Fourteen days till I’m done with Year 4.

Five Guilty Pleasures

While I’m familiar with the concept of ‘guilty pleasures’, I had to double check.

Here’s what Google coughed up for me:Screen Shot 2015-11-04 at 8.59.17 PM

A movie, a television program, a piece of music. Hrm. This is not easy, at all. 


This used to be great. Then it tanked. But I am faithful to Rachel Berry, and I needed to see my girl succeed. This show got things right, it got things wrong, too, I’ll admit that. Yet, in the end, this show taught us to dream and the power of community.

Stalking people on Instagram on Facebook

It’s a terrible habit I have, especially when all it does is make me feel worse about myself. Be it an ex-school mate, someone I’m infinitely jealous of, or an inappropriate crush; stalking just makes me sad. But sometimes, I just want to wallow in misery, you know?

The little soaps from hotels

I can’t be the only one who collects those. I barely use them, heck, I never use them. But I must hoard everything that’s there for my use when I stay in a hotel.

Reality TV Shows

I think I actually wrote about how I binged on The Bachelor and The Bachelorette during one ‘summer break’. It’s usually because there’s nothing else to do, so I plop on the couch to watch stupid behaviour on TV. I don’t buy into the whole ‘romance’ of the thing; I consider it an anthropological observation while acknowledging that everything shown is simply cleverly edited rubbish. This used to be a big thing for me, but not so much anymore. Now it’s more TLC-type Reality TV Shows, be it about renovating a home or cooking, that has me written all over it.

Hallmark movies

Yes. I am that girl who spends her time watching Hallmark movies because I like that ridiculous, warm, fuzzy feeling they give you. I fully acknowledge how silly that behaviour is, but it’s nice to watch something extremely cheesy and almost predictable for fun. And honestly, not all of them are bad.

How about YOU tell me what are your five guilty pleasures? It’s not that easy to come up with. 😂