University is probably one of the last stages of life where the friends you make are more likely to be real and true.
Too bad, mine were taken away from me prematurely.
Seeing the photos of the people here having some fine last moments with their university friends in the months leading up to the end of medical school (finally!), I envy them. How nice it must be to have the same group of friends that you are comfortable with throughout your whole medical school.
I can't believe I'm still thinking about this now; but somehow this feeling that it was something that was not meant to be haunts me in a way that I can't quite explain. I suppose it's grieving. In hindsight, what I went through the first year here was perhaps the few stages of grieving: denial, anger, bargaining, depression and acceptance.
I hope I have come to the last stage because I don't really want to regress to any of the stages. With a few more months to the end of medical school, I suppose it's time for some closure.
Live and let die.
4 comments:
i honestly don't think i ever cared enough to feel the way you do. maybe it's a deficiency in my personality, or a defense mechanism - i don't know. all i know is that it served me well.
i see packs of friends who remained fast throughout the five years, and how they spend their last days. i feel something, but i don't think it's envy.
i'm not sure the feeling i felt is envy, but that was the closest i could put it into words..
but i suppose i should appreciate the friends i have now.. in a way, we are brought together by fate and have gone through a lot together..
haha, stop being sentimental in the last few months of school! Enjoy when you are still a medical student =P I have another 1 year 3 months to go *wink*
=) Time that people spent together doesn't equate how deep their relationships are, be it friendship or love.
At the end of the day, its the feelings that will be remembered.
All the best zzzyun!
haha yeah i guess it's the feelings that will be remembered.. but if you feel the time that one is supposed to had was cut short, it is a kind of longing for something that would have been there if given the chance.
but it's okay. I gotta appreciate the present, that's the most imp thing. :)
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