I slept pretty well last night and woke up early this morning. ๐ I started doing my daily routine of thinking of 3 things that I’m grateful for. Then I started listening to my brainwave entrainment meditation and all of a sudden, this song popped into my head…
This reminds me of the good o’l days back in dental school when us classmates used to go clubbing, get drunk, fool around, experiment with stuff, and just do crazy things that ‘normal’ teenagers do. ๐
South Africa used to be part of the British colony, so we follow the British educational system. Which means that I started my first year of dental school when I was 18 years old (I started school earlier than my peers, but, that’s another story to be told for another day), right after I graduated from high school. Actually, I was 17 years old when I started dental school, as we started in January, and I only turned 18 years old in April. I think most of my dental classmates were around 19 or 20 years old, but even so, we were all so emotionally immature. Smart IQ, yes, for sure! But smart EQ, that, I’m not so sure? ๐ค
I am alcohol-intolerant. I think I inherited that from my dad ~ a diplomat who is alcohol-intolerant. Dad, you went into the wrong field! ๐ As soon as I drink alcohol, my entire body turns red and I easily pass out. But I was so young back then, and I didn’t know how to stand up for myself or take care of my own needs, so I succumbed to peer pressure.
I remember once when we had a couple of free hours in between our classes. So we all went drinking after our morning classes and when we came back for our late afternoon class, I passed out in the middle of the class meeting. We were all standing around our professor and all of a sudden, I just saw complete darkness and passed out…. Good thing we were all standing close together, so my friend just took me into his arms.
I also remember one evening when we all went to a friend’s house loaded with alcohol. They mixed a whole bunch of hard liquor together. I was already an expert at licking the salt off my hand, squeezing the lime juice into my mouth, and then downing shots of tequila, or drinking flaming Sambuca shots. My good friend (the person I considered to be my other soulmate – but we were never meant to be) also taught me how to roll up “grass”, and I was an expert at doing that as well. But I definitely overdid it that night (mixing different kinds of hard liquor) and ended up vomiting violently and then eventually passing out. ๐คฎ
It’s kind of crazy when I think about it. A whole bunch of medical and dental students drinking alcohol, smoking pot and smoking cigarettes. That is like the complete opposite of being a healthcare practitioner. However, dental school was so stressful and competitive, it was also our way of destressing. Each year, they only allow a certain number of students to move onto the next level. So, even if you had okay grades, but if you’re at the bottom percentage, then you’re screwed. I sure hope that nowadays, they have changed that ridiculous rule, and have more resources in helping students to cope with encountering so much stress at such a young age.
After dental school, I became a lot more health-conscious, and a lot more aware of respecting my own needs. Thinking back, I don’t even know what was the point of drinking all that alcohol, just to end up getting ill and passing out?
But there sure were some good o’l wild days back then, and we sure had some good o’l fun times… ๐
Sweat ~ A La La La La Long
~ Bob Marley
I’ve been watching you
A lalalala long
A lalalala long long lee long long long, come on
A lalalala long
A lalalala long long lee long long long, hey-a
Standing across the room
I saw you smile
Said I wanna talk to you-hoo-woo
for a little while
but before I make my move
my emotions start running wi-hild
My tongue gets tied
and that’s no lie
I look in your eye-ye-ye-ye-eyes
I’m lookin’ in your big brown eye-yes, ooh ya
now got this to say to you, yeah
girl I want to make you sweat
sweat ’till you can’t sweat no more
and if you cry out
I’m gonna push it sum more-ore-ore
girl I want to make you sweat
sweat ’till you can’t sweat no more
and if you cry out
I’m gonna push it push it push it some more
A lalalala long
A lalalala long long lee long long long, come on
A lalalala long
A lalalala long long lee long long long, ooh
So I say to myself
If she loves me or not(ah-ah)
but the dread I know
that love if his together
i want to lick a bit o’ this
and I lick a bit o’ that
but the lyrics goes under your tat (ah-ah)
my tongue gets tied
and thats no lie
I’m lookin in your eye-ye-ye-ye-eyes
I’m lookin’ in your big brown eye-yes, ooh girl
now I got this to say to you, yeah
girl I want to make you sweat
sweat ’till you can’t sweat no more
and if you cry out
I’m gonna push it sum more-ore-ore
girl I want to make you sweat
sweat ’till you can’t sweat no more
and if you cry out
I’m gonna push it push it push it some more
A lalalala long
A lalalala long long lee long long long, ooh ya
A lalalala long
A lalalala long long lee long long long, one more time
A lalalala long
A lalalala long long lee long long long, sing it
A lalalala long
A lalalala long long lee long long long, yeah
woo woo woo woo wee, yeah-eah-eah-hey
eye-ye-ye-ye-eyes
I’m lookin’ in your big brown eye-yes, ooh ya
now I got this to say to you, yeah
girl I want to make you sweat
sweat ’till you can’t sweat no more
and if you cry out
I’m gonna push it sum more-ore-ore
girl I want to make you sweat
sweat ’till you can’t sweat no more
and if you cry out
I’m gonna push it push it push it some more
A lalalala long
A lalalala long long lee long long long, yeah
A lalalala long
A lalalala long long lee long long long
push it push it some more
A lalalala long
A lalalala long long lee long long long, all right
A lalalala long
A lalalala long long lee long long long
push it push it some more