I woke up, when the fluorescent lamps in my room blinked into life. I, for one, am not a morning person; and normally without my alarm tearing through the empty, morning silence, I wouldn’t even bother opening my eyes to look at whatever the time it is, tucking my head under my pillow, hoping to get a few more hours of sleep in. But, whatever the reason, this morning was different.
Instead of being annoyed at my roommate for turning on the lights and interrupting the peaceful, wee hours of my Saturday, I was calm. My mind was peacefully still and somber. After he took his bath and had a change of clothes, he turned off the lights, closed the door behind him and went his way.
It’s been 126 words into the post, and I haven’t introduced myself nor the blog. I have to apologize for being long-winded, but this is where I get to the part where I talk about this blog.
As you might see in the tagline, this is a public diary about me, who at the time of this post is currently in my first year of medical school in the University of Malaya. First and foremost, the goal of me writing this blog is and will never be to seek attention, but rather, this blog is a channel for self-contemplation and meditation. My goal is to express myself and in doing so, reevaluate my mindset and mentality. I will try my best to answer any questions posed by you, the audience, but it is still not my primary vision for this blog.
My name is Daniel, and am currently in the business of preparing myself to go into the medical field. I, as of 5th of November 2016 have no ambition to be a surgeon or any specialist in particular. Not that I plan on being a general practitioner for the rest of my life, it’s just that I am still searching deep within myself for what I really want. No, I already know what I want. All I want is a fruitful life and a happy family.
However, I am well aware of the difficulties and challenges that await me, especially since I am studying medicine. I have heard stories of wayward children, broken families and specialists who lost themselves in their work so much so that they no longer have a life. Many have strayed, many have fallen. Who knows maybe I will be one of them? That is why I am here today.
I’ve always envisioned myself to be the main character of a book. Not that my life is particularly interesting (although I do have a number of stories to tell), the mere thought of someone looking into my story and finding it interesting tickles my fancy. I don’t want to get ahead of myself, but I do think I have a pretty good story so far through this non-existent biography of mine. Now, my only job is to stay true to my character, which is something I find difficult to do since change is the one thing in my life that stays the same. Oh, that and staying alive in medical school.
I do wish I have more time in the future to write, and I will set apart one hour every week just for this blog. In a few moments, after taking my morning bath and drying the clothes that I’ve put for washing (it is currently nine in the morning), I will be revising my anatomy and hopefully, start on my pathology. Robbins (the name of the pathology textbook) is calling to me.
Till the next post, cheerio.