Lots of new

My old "apartment building-mate" inspired me to dust this thing off and get things going semi-regularly again. You could say he's the psyllium to my blogging constipation.

Who knows what I'll churn out? Music will be discussed of course, maybe some interior design jazz since I'm becoming more domesticated, and speaking of domestication what could scream that more than my new friends I've adopted? There's four of them and until I think of more creative names, "chocolate mint plant", "peppermint plant", "oregano plant" and "rosemary plant" would like to say hello.

The apartment is still a work-in-progress but it'll be interesting to see what the 'end' product will look like.

Orientation tomorrow!

I'll leave my loyal crowd (ha!) a fun jam so your foot can tap with purpose. You may love to hate or hate to love Carly Rae, but you can't deny that ROSTAM did a pretty clever job with this mash-up of "Call me Maybe" and "Walking on Broken Glass".

Warrior

Every now and then there's a song out there that I just become obsessed with... and this is one of them. It's kind of crazy that it all started with Converse going up to Mark Foster and Alain Macklovitch and asking them to come up with a song, but I can't argue with its upbeat, catchy, airy yet electric melody.

Give it a shot. I've listened to it over a dozen times in the past couple days. You can also download it here.

coordinates set

When we wake up

Tomorrow's the day. Wishing the best for all my classmates. When we wake up tomorrow, things will be different for all of us.

 

For some reason, this song has been resonating with me lately as I look back on what's happened over the last four years and what has been cumulating up till tomorrow (today). When we wake up tomorrow (today), we'll be waking up to new directions. As we look ahead, let's not just look forward to our exciting futures but glance at the rear-view mirror and keep in mind why we got into this jazz in the first place.

Can't believe it's here.

Godspeed.

the winner of the race is...

family medicine. 


Who would have thought? It fell as far as a distant third at one point. Funny enough, as I was going through my interviews for other specialties, every now and then things I would say would pop out that would just indicate family medicine is for me. What a strange journey.

now the only question is... where?

the tour

I remember listening to this song the day I got into medical school. Really, it doesn't make any sense in terms of the lyrics or anything... it just sounded triumphant, and that's how I felt at the time.

Three and three-quarters years later I'm sitting in the airport waiting to begin my tour as I (and the schools) decide which residency program I'm going to be joining in July. It hit me as I left my house that somehow these (almost) four years have just whizzed by and I'm at a point I couldn't even fathom when I first got accepted.

How do I feel? It's a mixed bag, as usual. Anxiety, excitement, ... and gratefulness.

It's strange, I try to imagine how me from 2008 would have reacted if he sat down beside me and had a chat about what's transpired over the past four years. He'd probably say I look a bit more tired, and probably with a different style. I'm sure he'd have no idea what was in store for him.

But it's not over yet.

Woodkid - video for "Iron"

Can't wait for him to finally release his LP this year. His EP, Iron, is fantastic. Highly recommended.

More music videos need to be like this, although I guess it's not surprising coming from this guy being an afficionado for video directing.