Mojofly’s Tumatakbo seems
appropriate to be my life’s theme song for the moment. While most of my
batchmates are busy getting married, building families and having children, I
am stuck in my own crazy little world called Med School.
Don’t get me wrong, I love where I am now, and I won’t trade
it for anything. Maybe I’m just curious, curious about how love works. Believe
me or not, but in my 22 years of existence, I have never been inlove and never
been in an intimate relationship. From
the books I’ve read and the movies I’ve watched, falling inlove seems to be an
easy task. And from what I have observed, all that needs to be done is get to
know that other person, find shared interests, exchange flirtations then voila!
What in the formula
have I been doing wrong then? You’d probably say that I’m being choosy or I’m
probably setting a little too high of a standard, but I’m not. It’s just that,
I haven’t really felt it. Or have I? I don’t know. How does it feel to fall
inlove anyway? Are the slow motions real? How about the “magical silence” and
the “fast forward”? How do you know that that moment is already falling in
love? Will you actually even know?
Too many questions. And I doubt I will be getting answers
anytime sooner. I should probably just
go back to reading Snell and Guyton. Besides, I don’t think I will be having
extra time to go searching for someone to fall inlove with anyway.
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