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Author
The author is a paranoid, deranged and cynical misanthrope who records snippets of her life so that she will remember them when she grows old
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Reality
The author somehow got into medical school. Yes, you of the general public, shudder and fear the wrath of an inept doctor.
There are days when everything seems great and rosy. And then there are days when you just want to punch the living daylights out of everything, despite things actually going relatively well.
I guess today was more of the latter than the former, and might be attributed to the simple PMS syndrome. And maybe slight stress since it's week 5 outta 6 of my rotation and I still have 1 more assessment to get through, despite how I managed to get the other big one done back in week 3.
I just... Want to find a hole to crawl into and never come out again. People suck.
7:26 PM