Perhaps the smartest thing Amanda Bynes has ever said. Complete with vomiting gesture (you know what I speak of) as if to say, "Here are my chips, I let them fall." Laura Ramsey, in her infinite wisdom, promises to grab her One Twu Luv, Sebastian Hastings, and kiss him something crazy in response.
Well, it seems we have reached the last day of my 2013 exam period. It could very well also be my last med exam ever as, at this moment, I am leaning towards leaving. To put it in writing is kind of horrific and scary. I'm not 100% certain I want to leave but I am close to 75%. Right at this moment. That being said, I have kind of a volatile relationship with decision making and who knows where I'll be tomorrow or the day after or next semester.
Every time I think about leaving, not having to do med next year, not having to face that, I feel lighter. I feel freer (free-er?). I feel excited. It's ridiculous.
Is med my biggest regret? I think it might be (not that I have done much to regret thus far in my cloistered nun-like life). I think about what I might have done instead and where I would be now. Would I be happier or would I be just as unhappy with whatever degree I had decided to pursue? In the end, I am glad that I pursued med. What's that I say about life experiences? That's right; every life experience is a good one. Wait, I've never said that in my life but sometimes I think it. Sure, there may be exceptions to that rule (eg: getting raped, losing a loved one) but for those less devastating ones, I think life experiences are good.
Life truly is too short to do what you do not enjoy. My dad wants me to pursue med because it was his dream when he was younger and he never had the opportunity. Maybe this is the saddest thing for me because I know he would have been the Best Doctor Ever and I know that he would have actually enjoyed it. He would have loved it. Alas, he is an accountant (well, he's a retired accountant, I suppose) and, in the last few years, has hated his job hugely. I want him to understand that this may be what med is for me. People who do med are meant to love it, are meant to live it, are meant to get excited about sitting in on surgeries and lancing pustules (I actually do like looking at the gross skin conditions) and I do not. But I truly wish I did.
J
About Me
- Junaberry
- I'm a student from Australia who used to have a lot of time on her hands but doesn't have that much anymore. Now she has other stuff on her hands.
2 comments:
It's a tough call, but I definitely agree that 'life truly is too short to do what you do not enjoy'. I think as difficult as it is, you should probably go with your gut on this one. 3 years seems an adequate amount of time to test whether or not this is something you'll enjoy - the last thing you want is to be stuck in a job that you don't like. The way you're feeling by just entertaining the notion of leaving also seems a pretty good indication. ...You have so much to offer whatever profession you end up in and really deserve to do whatever will make you happy. Your Dad doesn't have to live your life, you do, and while you can appreciate where he's coming from, ultimately it is you that will have to live with the choice that you make. xx
get out of there and have FUN.
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