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Positive tapi jauh.

A few nights ago I was mindlessly talking to a girl in the ward. Well it was mainly because I was trying to evaluate her knee reflex and needed something to distract her mind.

Me: What do you wanna be when you grow up?
Her: I want to be a doctor! *smiles broadly*
Me : Aww thats nice. Why do you want to be a doctor?
Her: I wanna help people plus its a respectful job.

I don't want to burst her bubble and say that people nowadays look up to Sheikh Google more than they do at doctors. She was just 10 years old! But I guess I just wasn't in the right state of mind. I smirked and said is this (coming to the ward at night) what you rather do? She said yes and grinned while I was left biting my lips so as to stop myself from being skeptical.

Later that night I asked myself why am I doing this. Why do I want to become a doctor? I realized that I have no answer for that. My answer back then would be the clichè I want to help people. If someone ask me now? I would say I'm just going with the flow, working as hard as I can and see where fate brings me, as per usual. Don't get me wrong, I do make plans. Its just that I am not good at executing it.

Choose a job you love and you will never have to work a day in your life
- Confucius

I have so many pending questions about this quote. What if what I love doing could not feed me eg: sleeping and reading novels? What if I couldn't figure what I love doing? Should I become jobless then? 😂

I think we have the ability to grow interest in something. The least we can do when facing a subject (or a course) that we don't like is to try our best instead of deciding that you can't. Some people have the power to choose but for some of us, circumstances plays a big role. Lagipun, if God brings you here, He will bring you THROUGH it. Have faith. Next monday would be the first end of posting exam dan seorang Nabilah sedang stress dan risau seperti biasa.


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