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Monica Weizen Justin is verbally not good in words. So here i am, writing down all my thoughts, my feelings that no one in this world would know. So whoever bother to read this, could understand me better. If there is no one bothers, it is ok. It is simply because i don't create this blog for you, but for myself. :)
If there is anywhere in my stories that you think has something adversely to do with you, i hereby apologize first. I just want to have my own page with my own stories without being censored. The pages are the products of my thoughts that have been derived from a rational reasoning in my own unique way.
I want to be just myself.

Wednesday, April 27, 2011

Less than 12 hours to my Final Exam result!

Exactly!!!

I am not so nervous now compared to the few minutes before going in to the exam yesterday.

But tomorrow, I will be nervous, my hands will shake, like I never before.

Tomorrow will be the announcement of my Final Professional Exam result. The exam that had put me into a lot of things. Depression, insomnia, disappointment, moments of giving up, caffeine intoxication.

I wonder, who works so hard like shit, other than the medical students, just to get the degree..

My room is nothing more than a Reban Ayam.

I slept with the books. My bed full with the notes. I've got no time to sweep the floor. Everything is just everywhere.

One point, I drank 4 cups of black arabia coffee from McD. And the next thing I get from it, was, my first ever gastric pain!

It was hell.

It was a continuum of learning process.

The pre-exam, during exam, and post- exam period. It sucks.

But this is what we call life, right?

Without all this, there is no chills in it.

I kinda like it, the moment of stress, how it feels, like a one-second next to dying. It gives me the thrill. And I am a person who loves thrill.

And tomorrow, will be the height of the greatest thrill that would happen to me, so far in my life.

The moment of true thrill.

Let me tell you how will they announce our result tomorrow.

They will call us one by one. Only those who passed. Those who missed, are those who failed, and need another 6 months to go through the same cycle of suffering again.

Those who will be called, will have a DR. pre-fix to their name. And they ll go up to the stage to get some letter or cert I don't know.

The problem is, my dad, Justin Anjim, named me Weizen. A name which always down down down the list. Can you imagine the stress that will on my shoulder tomorrow? Of course, mine wouldn't be as terrible as the one who has his name the last in the list!

Huhuhuhu...................

Will I pass? Will I carry the title Doctor tomorrow? Or will I have to wait for another 6 months here in Kuching, just to be reassessed?

I am in total numbness now. I don't feel the fear, the chills ( yet!).

I just hope everything will be fine. Graduate will all my friends. Leave no one behind..

Keeping my fingers crossed!!!




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