Here are some things that I have learned over the past year — about food, life, and stuff.

  1. Steak is quick and easy to cook and clean up, and tastes so good with the right spices.
  2. One of the perks of working in oncology is the frequent chocolates and fruits that we kindly receive from patients. The best cheesecake I’ve had by far is made by a patient (so good).
  3. What is even more inspiring is how some of the poorer patients give the best gifts — boxes of “high-end” chocolates from the local supermarket for each and every staff member (not a trifle amount), or a good sum of money donated despite their financial circumstances — from the poorer patients.
  4. An hour of walking to the supermarket, shopping, and walking back is worth more than an hour in front of the computer thinking that you are relaxing.
  5. When going out for dinner with colleagues, order an entrée to share with everyone.
  6. Higher octane fuel, although more expensive per litre, works out cheaper as you get more mileage out of it, and the engine is smoother to drive.
  7. Happiness in life is partly related to discipline (the discipline to sleep on time, get stuff done, refrain from certain things etc) — without discipline, life is unbalanced and unhappy.
  8. When motivation is waning and you are questioning whether you should be going to the gym, the answer is yes you should go.
  9. When trying to be frugal in saving up for something, do not forget to be generous in everyday life.
  10. Accidents happen often because things are not put back to where they are supposed be.

Surely there are many more, but here are some of them. Happy 2012 too! (Yes, it is already one month into the new year.)

If you have your tips of wisdom please share too.

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The music we made

Quickly snapped with my cameraphone. It looks darker than it actually was.

Part One

It has been how many years – six years – tidily tucked at the back of my mind, untouched. But all the memories, the fun, the laughs and the tears of being once part of an orchestra came back and overwhelmed me – and I only fully realized the extent of how much I have missed them when I brushed off the dirt lying dormant on my violin case and diffidently attended the first practice session for the annual Artist Doctors’ Concert.

We were only scheduled to practice six times before performing as part of the Artist Doctors’ Concert programme. It was a “temprorary” orchestra, but I didn’t want it to end! I wanted it to go on, so that I can improve myself even more and one day be first desk first violin (yes, I was in a hypomanic state); I wanted to indulge myself more in the teamwork and the soft glows of music stands under the stage lights; I wanted to know more about the friends I have made there, and talk about many things…

And then, I realized all of those were but just wishes – fluffy dreams that fade, and what-ifs that hold no substance.

Part Two

My violin skills have deteriorated so much. What was I thinking, I am doing medicine – I won’t have enough time, not only now, but in the forseeable future as well. And I have left my youth behind, whether I want to admit it or not; the hands of time do not turn back.

I got a little sad, like a little child I suppose, when I spent a moment too long thinking of it. I wondered, how different would I be if I had studied arts and joined an orchestra for the past years? What kind of friends would I have? Would I have met someone special? I felt so much when I read what kawaiiviolinist wrote about her story with her orchestra, because I could totally relate, and now perhaps I can relate even more. I thought of all the things that I would have missed out on (for good or for bad)… in exchange for this medical life?

Part Three

I got a little sad, but I looked around at all the fellow doctors and medical students in the orchestra alongside me, and I received a little comfort when I realized, are they not all the same?

Those who are inspiringly good with their instruments, who enchant me with the music they make – surely they too must have, at one point in their life, considered whether to choose to pursue music as a path in life. Yet they chose medicine – and gave up on all the other dreams. I wonder if they now and anon think of some what-ifs too…

Must we all choose one path – and give up on the possibilities that the other paths hold, forever? Is that it? Is there no other way? … I almost cannot agree. I don’t know… This isn’t the first time, and I still don’t know.

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Happy growing up

Illustration done for a friend’s 21st birthday.

I don’t think I will promise to do one ever again… Not anytime soon, anyway. Although I would very much want to, I realized that my time and energy just can’t cope. +_+

And I am not a girl, so I don’t know if there even is a chance of this situation happening. But if I was to take a guess – it’d be no. That only came to my mind when I had almost finished with the drawing though. Bleh.

Still, tell me what you think! Is what I’m trying to portray clear at all…?

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