The New Leaf

0621, a historical moment in my life, symbolising a turn around, a fresh start instead of an end to nearly 7 months anguish. I'VE BEEN RECRUITED INTO MEDICAL COURSE BY QUEEN BELFAST NORTHERN IRELAND!!!!!!A remarkable event in my life, signifying a new long path where I have to soldier on no matter what.

Irony, that's what sprung up when I reminiscing the past. Back then, I used to despise on this career, saying that I absolutely won't pick to be a doc. for the rest of my life, yet, I've been suffering for months, which for me decades, to wait for only A seat in the medical field in UK. Not long ago, I'm dubious if I can handle it, confuse bout my real interest, feeling blue bout my future. However, after being 'dumped' by other unis which I had applied, it gave me perseverance in this field, out of the blue. Sometimes, I wonder there's the MIGHTY whom enlightened as well as heightened my confidence and zeal in this field. Needless to say, I trust you, My Lord.

This morning, without wearing my spectacles, I opened the UCAS web. Looking at the obscure screen, I thought I'd failed again when I saw the prefix 'UN'. About to log out, I opened my eyes WIDE enough to check through. To my surprise, it's UNCONDITIONAL rather than UNSUCCESSFUL. I've had enough of that bastard word. My Gosh. I can't hold my feelings, running down the stairs, and told mum. I still remembered joy around her face when I told her. We hugged, she even carried me with her petite body. Wow, that's fabulous. Back then, I can't even thought that our relationship will become such intimate as I kind of hate her during my childhood. For the past few months, dwelling in this small rural area, we befriend, sharing all of our feelings, condemning for the 'Man's Mistake'..etc..I appreciate it, Mum, really. The other day, I just told her that I hope I will be able to give her my admission as a Mother's Day gift, I'm glad I've done it. I'm content with all of this, really, THANK YOU.

On the other side,(despite my happiness on the success entry), I feel I'm undertaking such a huge responsibilities. I can't make it clear to WHO, mum? dad? family? patients? myself? I don't know, doesn't even have a pic in my heart. I think this is the so-called ADULTHOOD? No matter what, I'll keep proceeding, never faltered, to fare better!!!=)