The End

I think my blog is over. At least for now.

Holy crap

It's been almost 2 months since I blogged last? Geez. Since last time I've written my exams, finsihed my resident project, gotten unbelievable drunk, travelled to Cancun, made it back alive, dealt with annoying patients, and thought about life.

People ask me every day what I plan on doing after I graduate, to which my short answer is, "I don't know". Then usually I get a confused look as if to say, "Girl, why don't you have your life in order? Shouldn't you be married, have kids, and have a practice set up alreadY?" But really, I don't care. Also, patients in my clinic still ask me if when I'm done will I choose to practice family medicine. Sometimes I want to say, "As opposed to......?"

This is what I really want to say: "Actually, I was thinking about joining the circus. Working in this family medicine clinic, as a family medicine resident for the last 2 years, really made me realize how much I don't like practicing family medicine."

Sum Ting Wong?

Talk to me

Communication. It forms the basis of most relationships. I don't know how one can survive without it. Yet, some people are lacking in that social skill big time. I've been accused of it. But I find it ironic that I'm in family medicine. Our whole careers revolve around effective communication. Maybe I use up all my social skills with my patients, which leaves me with nothing left for my personal life. Who knows.

Anyways.

MSN is the devil.

People should start snail mailing again.

Title.

Honestly, I don't know what is wrong with some people. They just frustrate me.

Tastes Like Chicken

Sis: "I know this sounds morbid, but I wonder what the taste of human flesh would be like. Would it be like beef?"

Me: "I dunno."

Dad: "I'll find out. I can google it for you. It would probably be generic tasting."

Me: "It would probably be fatty. Depending on who you ate."

Mom: "Baby meat might be good..."

Life lessons

I admit to my anal retentiveness and/or obsessive-compulsiveness. Once I left a pen at a friend's house, and that's all I could think about for the next three hours, because I wanted it back so badly. I even asked her twice to check for it when she got home. I doubt she'll give it back to me. I will even go back into the house to check the stove after I've already put my shoes on and even if I know I didn't use it.

Whenever I get gas, no matter what the prices are, I like to go to Shell so I can use my airmiles card. However, when I'm driving in an unfamiliar city or on a street where I'm not of which gas stations are there, I usually just end up going to the first one I see (which is NEVER a Shell). Then, when I finish gassing up, I invariably always see a Shell down the road.

And, it always seems to be the very last gas station in the row of stations that I pass.

After doing this about 5 or 6 times, the next time I decided that I would just wait, drive all the way to the end and see if there was a Shell, and if not, then turn back. Yesterday I tried this theory remembering that I did pass a Shell along this route somewhere a few months ago. Well....

Try doing this at rush hour where to make a left hand turn into the station would have taken years (everyone was going the opposite way than I was). So I passed the station until I got to the next stop light, turned around and headed back towards the Shell.....until I realized.....that of course, it was closed for repairs or gas re-filling or whatever. So now I was actually stuck in the rush hour traffic with no gas. 20 minutes later, I had gas and was on the highway.

One of the machines I still have a hard time using is the dishwasher. Our family hardly ever uses our dish washer. I can never figure out why you can't STOP the dishwasher once you've turned it to a setting. And I can't turn the knob to "Drying" without passing "Rinse" and hence, starting the dishwasher again.

Packing dilemma

How do you pack for a 3 day trip to Colorado (where it is currently -11, but supposed to be +10 by Saturday) followed by a 3 day trip to Vancouver (where it is currently 5, but supposed to be ??? when I get there). And it is currently -20 in Toronto. It's all about layering.

And figuring out how to pack 8 days worth of clothes into one small duffel bag. Plus my laptop. Will have to figure that one out.

I was eating dinner today at Swiss Chalet, and making funny faces at the little girl at the table in front of mine. The person I was with thought I was trying to pick up. Yeah right. She was really cute though.

My friend just told me that Valentine's Day should be called cupcake day, so that everyone can celebrate and be happy. I agree. Valentine's Day is always associated with the colour red. Halloween - orange and black. Christmas - red and green. St. Patrick's Day - green. Canada Day - red and white. Easter - pastel colours. How about......Victoria Day?