Go To Class, You LAZY
Sometimes you worry about stupid things like falling in love and becoming a doctor. And that’s okay because that is the rest of your life. Having a family and having a career. Isn’t hat the American Dream? Red. White. And blue. I choose you.
1:47 and I’m already late for biology discussion. I’m not sure if I’m doing it on purpose and trying to make a point to myself about how I shouldn’t do anything with science or healthcare field. I’m three 3 minutes too early to be on time and 13 minutes too early to be late. Because technically, going by strict army time policy right on time is 5 minutes too late.
I’m really pushing this one. I’m dissecting pigs today and I’ve been looking forward to it all semester. & I can’t get my ass off this little black chair and put my socks and shoes on and trample through the puddles of rain towards BSB 289.
But, I should go. I’m going now because I’ve already started moving in this direction. I hate being indecisive. I want to choose one life and stick with it. All these uncertaintly is a putting a toll in my nerves. And heart. And brain. And lung. And anything other body part that is really important and if you hurt it you’re done. You’re gone. You’re dead.
I don’t want to die.
And that’s why I’m going to class because I already chose this life to for me. There’s no more uncertainty. This is where I’m going. For the rest of my life … I’m so there.