my mornings recently start like, really early.
i walked for 15 minutes to the lecture hall from my residency college at 6.50 a.m., booked seats for my friends, had breakfast at medicafe. there is this one huge whiteboard where most people scribble freely, last week's a dinosaur doodle, this week barney and peppa pig cameo. some lectures felt long, some felt short. this week alone, there were already three alumni lecturers mentioning about how they were the back benchers back in their student days. the guy in front of me had a sunny smile and matthew verse at the back of his phone case.
on monday we went to the hypertensive campaign to support my friend's clinical doctor, and after taking blood pressure reading we even got free coffeebot voucher to use at a nearby coffee vending machine. the hot caramel choc was really nice, and the cup was adorable because when you shift the cup holder the robot's face on it changed along. there was also special salt for hypertension patients sold at one of the booths, and posters about dash diet. we later discovered about homey, an organisation that provided affordable healthy meals for people at risk of hypertension, or diet attempters with a plan of 5/10/20 days.
during one small gap of lecture my friend told me about how her clinical doctor actually skipped mo because he was offered to further a master's programme during housemanship and ended up being a specialist two years earlier than his peers, but with a 7-year-bond with our university. since we both are under the same scholarship that bonds us 5 year after degree ends, and the university is a government body, the 5 years is counted in the 7 years period, and honestly? that path sounds really interesting, more time-saving, and comfier than the hell that caused hartal. but the thing is, it sure isn't as easy as it sounds, and i don't know if i could ace it like how the admirable doctor did.
yeah, i got four more years to fix things, hoping that i could survive this with my friends.
and then the random airdrop thing. i was half asleep during the lecture last week when i accept an airdrop of a pink piggy doodle accompanied with a reminder don't sleep. just now i received another... it was a dog sandwiched by buns which, i suspected is supposed to be a punny meme of a hot dog. what else, during breaks there would always be kind people, like the girl who offered me and sufi pound cake for free.
nice day, overall.
after all it's wednesday and wednesday means,
going seventeen day :)
