March 2011
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We changed again, and yet again, and it was now too late and too far to go back,...
– from ‘Great Expectations’ —Charles Dickens (via fuckyeahliteraryquotes)
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Silly things
It had been a damp way to end the day - a cancelled tutorial, some bonding time with the other final years (whose year level I was trespassing on my way to graduation). As usually I filtered through all the Paediatric cases when I could, although all the cubicles were packed and I had to see them mostly on the waiting benches. The entire day had a kind of lethargy to it that came with boredom....
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When we make our own misery, we sometimes cling to it even when we want so bad...
– Dean Koontz (via kari-shma)
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Missing the exits
On Thursday I picked up a pleasantly 70-something demented patient with a working memory of roughly 2-3 minutes. He had no idea where he was, how he got there, what year it was, what month it was, what time of day it was. He knew his full name (except one of his middle names) but couldn’t remember his birthdate. Every third or fourth question I asked was an orientation question, just so I...
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'Aftershocks' - Evan Osnos →
Japan after the earthquake and tsunami - a letter from Japan (‘The New Yorker’, March 28, 2011 edition).
Human, honest, and breaks your heart.
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There is no final one; revolutions are infinite.
– from ‘We’ — Yevgeny Zamyatin (via fuckyeahliteraryquotes)
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Little corners of life
Summer rolled through this weekend, glorious and rich like it ought to be. Saturday was the most beautiful of days, warm enough even in shade - balanced by a lovely breeze. What’s even more glorious is waking at noon to a lovely kind of silence and sheets that smell like sunlight. Enough to make one arch one’s back in a joyous, broken kind of way and burrow with a smile one one’s...
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The most adorable toddler
Three year old girl: Are you a doctor?
Melissa: Haha no. I'm studying hard so I can be one though.
Three year old girl: I wanna be a doctor too!
Melissa: Wow! That's really cool! Why do you wanna be a doctor?
Three year old girl: So I can make my baby sister better and she'll never have to come to hospital again.
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I wasn’t just the madwoman in the attic. I was the attic itself. The past was...
– from ‘Prozac Nation’ — Elizabeth Wurtzel (via fuckyeahliteraryquotes)
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Adulthood
It’s been so long between updates, and for that I apologise. So much has happened. I’ve moved house to Mount Waverley (yes, it’s almost once every three months in the recent times). What a familiar feeling to be in a student house again - not to say I wasn’t in a student house before, but everyone the last few years I’ve lived with spoke almost no English and were...
February 2011
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