For lack of a better title.

I promised myself that I'd blog about happier things, hm, and while there are things to be happy about...I've let my mood by clouded over by the unrelenting omnipresent shadow of...the need to mug, essentially because I feel like I know next to nothing. And I keep thinking of chinese speaking patients and approaches to giddiness, because of that thrashing I received on friday. History taking shouldn't be a problem now, its already been 5 weeks of medicine. I suppose my approaches to various symptoms/diseases need some work. Hm. Alright, enough lamenting. Get a grip.

Went down to Bedok reservoir with Li, Joachim and Chiara to watch the wakeboarding world cup finals today. Peng decided to make an appearance too, with a church friend in tow. We probably spent more time standing around sweating than enjoying the show. Coz there wasn't much of a show to watch. In 2 hours, we caught 8 wake-boarders strut their stuff on the water, all the while standing uncomfortably in the hot sun. Reminds me of how I need a tan. I realize I ended up talking more than watching, which was good, in a sense, even if I did miss a lot of the action (and there wasn't much), coz I seriously needed to catch up with some of the meddies outside of TTSH..and have a life.

And tomorrow, another whirlwind week shall begin, another case report due, another visit to my cofm patient, hm. Bleah, acute case of work-always-in-the-brain-disease. Help.