I'm so shagged for some reason. I mean, we hardly even do anything in the polyclinic. Maybe because doing nothing makes you tired. How ironical. But i think i'll be more tired when we go to the ward next week. I'm not anticipating it at all really. And though i know we are limited in skills, i still hope we don't do a lot of lifting, transferring etc. I swear my back will break by then cos' my back's acting up these days.
And it dawned upon me that perhaps we cannot be as good as we want ourselves to be because of other factors like when our future lies in the hands of certain people when it comes to grades. So being idealistic and ambitious is not that a great idea. So as i said, i think the whole year 1 experience has myself humbled a great deal. And because of this, expectations of myself are lowered quite a fair bit, and i can no longer have those dreams, but to let things go on its own pace, and to just give it mybest. Only then can i make something out of my purpose and goals. It was the same with dance, it's the same with nursing.
SIGH. Sometimes gaining perspective on certain issues make us a little sad, no?
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