
Been carrying a truckload of burden on my shoulders lately; fragile, brittle, splintery and delicate.
Those walks down the foggy road seemed so claim and serene, I was glad to be able to breathe. People said that the life of a medical student is hard, yes I agree! Hard in many ways, studying, handling responsibilities, time management and commitment to associations and sacrificing time.
All these frenetic, hectic life will even twofold, threefold and so on when it comes to working time. There goes life, down the drain with job. I tend to change that fact that graduating as a doctor is equivalent to a lifeless living zombie.
It depends on the our sight and vision, if one tends to see it as a lifeless job then so be it. But for me, I have visions and plans to conquer.
Who cares whether I’m 19, 29, 39 or even 89… It’s never too late to have visions and carry responsibility in life.
i see me... again lol
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