So the 7 weeks of the best time ever are over. I’m kinda sad, kinda relieved… Sad since I’ve never felt this way about any other attachment. Relieved because… well, I don’t know.
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Anyway, things went quite OK, despite there being negative markings and all. OSCE (practical exam, if you forgot) was not bad. The interview went really, really fast. They liked my case commentary from the few seconds of flipping through it. Dunno what they’ll think when they really read it through. Hopefully, I got the diagnosis right.
I just had someone come to me, wanting to take a picture of me and D. He said it was for this research he’s doing. weird. So, I said no and pulled D along. He then said that he’s from the GP department and he’s also the one who’ll be teaching us how to draw blood. ish. So I’ll be seeing him again in a few months time. Hope he’d forget about me and how I refused.
About town, I didn’t really go anywhere much. Just to Four Corners and Easons to have a look at any new art stuff. Things are so expensive! I just bought a ring bound sketch book which was made in Malaysia and cost about 7 euro! I’m happy though, being able to walk around in that place again. 
Dropped by at Butler’s to pick out some chocolates since I’ve been craving for them for a couple of months now. Mmmmm… love the smell of coffee and chocolates in there. And also just trying to figure out which chocolate to choose There’s an Italian barrista making the coffee now. Well, I think he’s Italian. Or Spanish. Or one of them. He looks like he stepped out of Amelie. Except that Amelie is french. Lemon had hot white chocolate with cream and sprinkles of chocolate. Not really fond of it since it’s too sweet for my liking. But I do LOVE the chocolates.
Lunch was doner kebab while people watching in eyre square.
Now I am slowly ruining my eyes by watching jdorama and korean too and anime. It’s like, I’m paying back the ‘too busy times’ by doing so for just this weekend. Before I start with Psychiatry. They say that all you need to know is how to talk to patients and take a good history. I’d rather be doing Obs and Gynae again anytime.
Lunch invitation to D’s place. I was happy when I got the invitation a few days ago. But now, when I’m all nice and warm in my room, thinking of continuing my painting, I feel so, so lazy to go. I know, I know. It’s not right. And I am going. But I want to paint!
OK, will be going now. I don’t know when I’ll call home.
