diluted_soul

Ah! How the world works in mysterious ways...

Having become a self-proclaimed bum, got up in the usual time (surprise, surprise!) 7am, to watch (surprise surprise!) reruns of Dawson's Creek (yeah! I can’t believe it myself). I was so busy playing the angsty teenager then that I refused to be subjected to any form of sentimentality during blossoming adolescence. Now it seems age 17 is back, knocking at my door.


Am I regressing?


Or, merely bored?


Anyway, (lest I stray), as having the most amount of time in my hands and being the least productive, I have been the designated "keep-the-place-clean/chuck-it-in-the-oven/cook-some-rice/tidy-what-you-can" person. I wouldn't use the word cleaning-lady or house-keeper or house-manager. That would be giving me TOO much credit. I couldn't even manage my own room, let alone my own closet…


So there I was, picking up the newspapers scattered on the floor, idly leafing through each page. By some unseen force I suddenly found myself going through the “events” page (which I customarily skip for…seriously, do we even know these people!). Unexpectedly peering at me with the most gleeful of expressions is Dr. “Big-Brother-Cardio” and beside him, beaming with so much happiness, was his wonderful bride-to-be.


Absentmindedly, I folded the newspaper and felt my being slowly wither away…


Ha! Who am I kidding?!


On the contrary, I was so amused by the coincidence, that I couldn’t help laughing. It was roughly two years ago when I was first teased about how much I idolized Dr. “Big-brother Cardio”. In the madness of clerkship, his patience and kindness reminded me of the doctor I wanted to become. He was the one who, unknowingly, inspired me to consider cardiology.


It was funny,however,how my friends misconstrued my admiration for romantic interest.


Two years, though recent, feels like such a long time ago.


Indeed, the wheel is turning for everyone…