Sunday, September 25, 2005

I've a change in plans

Eversince 2002, whenever someone asks me where I plan to go to after graduating from Secondary School, I would remark without hesitation, "Nanyang Poly! Health Science course!".

True, I was inspired by Eugene (my smart ass cousin) to be a nurse and help save lives. Did I mention that this cousin is a doctor in SGH??? So if I become a nurse, my family would have a doctor, 2 teachers, a marketing executive, a warrant officer, a pastor, an engineer, blah blee bah & a NURSE! Woohoo! Perfect combo.

But something that happened 2 days ago made me consider my decision about enrolling into any hospital as a student nurse 2 years from now.

Rocky was ill. He had his lunch, consisting of the 'aromatic' Aberdy&Divine, but threw up what went down his throat a few minutes later. And how nice... my parents were out, Jade was still in school and I was home alone (which meant that I HAD TO CLEAR UP HIS PUKE!).

I thought to myself, "Vomit? Small case lah." and I took some paper towels to clear up the mess he had created. Upon bending down and inhaling the smell of half-digested doggie-chow, I ended up producing my own mess of semi-digested instant noodles.

-_-"

Oh, for crying out loud! A simple task of clearing up after my pet, and I couldn't handle it?!?! It was at that moment that it occured to me, "Would I pass out if I was assigned to clean the rotting hole of a patient?" My gawd... I am so not "nursing material".

Thank Jesus for Kuanli and the conversation I had with her last night. I was spilling out my woes to her; telling her how I felt about not being a part of the club anymore. Things just aren't the same with me and some of the judokas (who will not be named because I am such a nice soul). I told Kuanli that if quitting the sport for good would rekindle my friendship with those people, I would ditch my 5-year old judo gi.

Despite being 16 months younger than me, Kuanli was definately talking more sense than I was during our hour long chat. She made me realise how dumb it was to just give up something I love so much over someone who doesn't appreciate the things I have done for the club. I haven't been invited to any outings organised by the judokas, no CCA t-shirt was being made for me and Miss S has been bitching about me.

(Yes, I am still sore over the argument I had with her and what she did to me.)

I then asked Kuanli (who has also been very much ignored by the club) which route would she be taking once she receives her leaving certificate. She wants to enrol into CJC. I told her, "If you make it there, I'll go with you. Deal?" *puts on a mask to hide my BHB face*

It had to be one of the few times when I make rash decisions and end up NOT regretting it. Catholic Junior College; why would I regret studying there? It's near where I'm residing and CJC judokas are not to be messed with. No EVSS Judo club, no problemo. No longer on good terms with Miss S, let her live with the guilt.

Catholic Junior College, HERE I COME!!!!!

Uh-oh... if enrolling in the art stream means getting 17 points or less, I have to get distinctions for my remaining subjects?!?!

DANG!! It's too late to retake Chinese liao lah! DIE, DIE, DIE!!!!!!! One and a half months of non-stop book-flipping. I am morphing into a mugger... Nnnnnnoooooo!!!!!!!! Kuanli, wo hui nu li de. Ni ye bu yao fang qi!