I've got nothing particularly reflective on my mind right now, no "ponder this" as John Campbell would say... 99.9% of my thoughts this past week have been about these darn Paeds/ObGyn assessments we have on Thursday and Friday. I'm not going to vent about it because I told myself as I was walking home that I wouldn't... or at least, try to minimise the venting... *sigh*... or at least, try to tone down the venting somewhat. LoL So this is me not venting.
It's so strange to think that this time last year I was getting ready to head over to Seattle. What a great trip that was; how I miss Seattle. The Paediatric registra I was in clinic with this morning, though originally from India, trained for a bit in the States, first in Albany, New York and then Detroit. Just talking to him about the US, joking around, reflecting on their culture... it was so much fun. And I have to admit, I got more than a bit nostalgic. Seriously, what's with this instinctive, undeniable not love but "like" I have with that place? Morbid fascination?? It's akin to that 13-year-old crush you had back in junior high who you can't help smile thinking back on, however embarrassing or irrelevant.
The other thing I've been musing on as of late? The younger brother of a friend has recently been accepted into Harvard Summer School Program. I'm flying up to Christchurch in a couple weekends time and it'll great to sit and chat with him about the Program, give him advice, share my enthusiasm and all that jazz. But do you wanna hear the absolutely weird thing about it all?? He's 16 years old. Which really shouldn't surprise me, because that's how old I was when I went. But let me put it another way: when I was 16 and heading to Harvard, HE WAS TEN.
WEIRD.
*shudder*shudder*
WEIRD.
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