An Exotic Place

November 16, 2017


Professor: “Anybody going to an exotic place over the break?”

Me: “My bed.”


October 16, 2017

People say that college is the time to test the boundaries. But no one really says that there’s no going back once boundaries have been passed. Will I regret the choices that I have made? Only time can tell. Regardless of the outcome, as long as I learn from the decisions I’ve made, I think I’ll come out alright.

Comfortably Close

October 5, 2017

In college, the living space is more confined so it’s common to be physically close to your friends. It used to bother me a bit because I’m not a very touchy person, but having skin to skin contact is a a nice cozy feeling.

I used to not understand how people can start dating so quickly after knowing each other for such a short period of time, but I think I do now. Because everything is physically closer in college (except certain classes), I can see how people can become fast friends and expedite the process of knowing one another. All your friends are just a quick walk two to five minute walk from your room, and it’s common to see them everyday including weekends, eat together, and stay up with them until the wee hours in the morning.

Smaller environment equates to a nice comfortable close feeling.

Greatest Fear

September 29, 2017

Person A: What do you fear the most?
Person B: My greatest fear is unintentionally hurting someone in a mental or emotional way. I generally do not have malicious intents for the people I care about and like to perceive myself as a kind person. Based on previous experience, it is a painful event for people on both sides of the situation.

Person A: Have you learned from that event?
Person B: Yes, I have. I’m going to try my best to not let that happen again.

Person A: What would you want those people or person to know?
Person B: I want them to know that I feel incredibly sad and guilty, and I hope that they will move on. Even if it means that they stay angry at me for a long time, I will accept that if that helps them move past this event. I only wish the best for them and hope that they find what they’re looking for. I hope that one day they view this as a distant memory, no longer feel the heartache, and come to peace with what has happened.

Applying for College Round 2

September 9, 2017

I’ve been trying out different clubs and going to their general meetings this past week. In the clubs that I attended, many of the officers are wanting to attend medical school. It scares me that there’s a lot of talk about certain activities or events looking good for the resume. It also somewhat saddens me because I feel that there’s an ulterior motive behind participating in the club. I’m being hypocritical though because I’m also doing the clubs with the same ulterior motive (aka looking good on the resume).

What I realized is that going to medical school is like applying for college but more intense and on a bigger scale. You have to maintain a high GPA, do volunteering, have extracurricular activities, and take the MCAT.  Internally, I sigh because it seems like the studying and preparation keeps on going. I feel that I’ll never be able to get out of that type of environment for a long time if I decide to go down the medical career path. Already, the pressure to do things for medical school is upon me.

So why do people put themselves through the arduous journey of becoming a doctor? It’s not for the money. There’s easier ways to make a lot of money without becoming a doctor.

Why will I put myself through a mental and physical torture? But more importantly, do I even have the endurance and patience to become a doctor?