2008 that saw me starting my career life. I still remembered one question i posed to a doctor who gave lecture on life as a doctor during induction week
'Is there anything good about being a houseman in Malaysia"
He chukled and splurted
Now that i have my fair share of being an intern (houseman) in this country, i can say that he's wrong.
Yes, i admit that i wasn't all high when i first started either. i pondered whether i was worth for the job and even contemplated to quit. I once called Farina during my call, among a few others.. crying and asked her
'Do you think i can do this?'
She gave me her words, as always.
I persevered. I didnt know how i overcomed all the lacking confidence and ignore the condescending remarks by the minors but i knew i wanna prove something, most importantly to myself.
I found myself great clique of friends who're always there to enjoy
To this day, i could not see myself doing any other job and the ultimate goal to become a professor will be achieved by the age 40.
2008 also marked the end of my 5 years waiting. How irony as i first warned myself that i would not fall for this person when he first offered me a friendship 5 years back, i failed to keep that promise. As i stick beside that person listening to his fling and sorrow in between his happy days, i thought it was the right thing to do. It was a long winding story not worth mentioning now. At the end of the day, i learnt that i will never be the one and i knew i could not stay around anymore. The day when i actually promised myself to pursue this heart matter, only to find myself reading about his current flame minutes later. I made my move. I sacrified my beloved virtual space and my other contact number for this. I ignored the attempt to come back into my life.
Have i ever regret the 5 years wasted?
Because i believed what Ibrahim said to me
"He's taking you for granted. He'll gonna regret it but..his loss"