This tiny little system up in my head selectively erases files without much of my consent. Dang. I realized I cannot remember anything anymore. 5 months post graduation and not much were achieved. It still feels like a long semester break. I wish we could have spent more time on the day of the convocation itself anddd there wasn't any formal farewell. Hmmm, oh, did I mention my-half-stray-dog gave birth to 6 chubby little puppies? Hehehe, and now…......

I'm raising stray dogs! 


          


           

           

                
    
                    

It feels like parenting sometimes. I've 2 lovely dogs and 3 puppies that look up to me for food, for shelter, for baths, for a clinic visits and maybe for the rest of their lives.


It's when there are more reasons to smile everyday. 

             
             

Rewinddd~

I reckon, graduations were sorta dolled-up. It was more of a passing-out ceremony, another phase of life. When I was younger, I've sorta 'labeled' certain levels of life to a 'matching' colour. Well, if you don't have a middle name; michie, you might not know what I meant. Anyhooo~ graduation was supposed to be violet! It turned out a shade lighter tho. I wish, 'ma ma' could be there. She was longing for the day, but…..she left a little too early. 


       

Nonetheless, it was one of the many dreams came true. 


                            

Like said, life's not a bed of roses, and I suppose the impact hits hard, harder on us who're about to/already is working in the hospital. There might be a few lucky ones, but I'd say majority of us were all very messed up. At some point, I'm kinda envious of the rest working in office with proper attire, a table to themselves, perhaps a computer and air-cond! On the other hand, we get stuck in jungle, in middle of no where, in hospital which yucky food, with no-say, ugly shoes, complicated people, with dress-codes to follow and most of all, in shirt and white coat with no air-cond!

How nice!

* to be continued – overdosed