it's been six months since i've decided to pursue medicine. well, it's not like i just decided this on a whim. i really wanted to become a doctor in the past, but when i went to college everything became so tiresome that i thought i did not want to pursue medicine.
however, that all changed when i started working. even as a student i knew i wasn't meant for nursing but it all became clear when i entered the hospital as a staff. everyday was monotonous, i felt like my brain was going to melt. slowly getting used to the work things became boring and i felt that there was so much more that i could do. i watched the doctors make their rounds and i envied them. you could say that's where i found that my desire to pursue medicine was rekindled. anyway i quickly quit my job and enrolled at a review center.
my mother paid 9 grand for that review and i only attended five lectures (four of which were half days). i ditched the review sessions and went to the mall to have fun. you see, though i'm not the smartest person in the world i know that i'd at least get more than 50%. well when the result came out it didn't veer away from my estimate, but still mother was furious. she didn't really say furious, she said she was "disappointed". and, frankly speaking, who could blame her? but my stubborness and pride would not let me yeild and we argued over my nmat score.
it was the time that i asked God for a sign. yes, i know it's not like me to ask for one since i vehemently said that i don't believe in such crap. but, desperate times call for desperate measures. so i prayed to God that if i got accepted to UERM, it would mean that i was meant for med school, but if i wasn't accepted i would apply at PAL and join the work force. Actually, i was so taken in with earning a lot of money that i had acctually considered not going to the interview for UERM, but that would mean that i'm cheating and would not get a proper sign. anyway, a week after the interview i found out that i was accepted. there was my sign, i felt like someone had doused me with cold water.
so now, i move forward. a new chapter in my life begins, now as a med student. you could say it's the same as when i entered college. no friends, no familiar face. just me. it's daunting to say the least, and i know it's not going to be easy, but nothing is ever easy. and isn't that why you feel a sense of accomplishment?
i am here only because i was guided. there but God alone....
however, that all changed when i started working. even as a student i knew i wasn't meant for nursing but it all became clear when i entered the hospital as a staff. everyday was monotonous, i felt like my brain was going to melt. slowly getting used to the work things became boring and i felt that there was so much more that i could do. i watched the doctors make their rounds and i envied them. you could say that's where i found that my desire to pursue medicine was rekindled. anyway i quickly quit my job and enrolled at a review center.
my mother paid 9 grand for that review and i only attended five lectures (four of which were half days). i ditched the review sessions and went to the mall to have fun. you see, though i'm not the smartest person in the world i know that i'd at least get more than 50%. well when the result came out it didn't veer away from my estimate, but still mother was furious. she didn't really say furious, she said she was "disappointed". and, frankly speaking, who could blame her? but my stubborness and pride would not let me yeild and we argued over my nmat score.
it was the time that i asked God for a sign. yes, i know it's not like me to ask for one since i vehemently said that i don't believe in such crap. but, desperate times call for desperate measures. so i prayed to God that if i got accepted to UERM, it would mean that i was meant for med school, but if i wasn't accepted i would apply at PAL and join the work force. Actually, i was so taken in with earning a lot of money that i had acctually considered not going to the interview for UERM, but that would mean that i'm cheating and would not get a proper sign. anyway, a week after the interview i found out that i was accepted. there was my sign, i felt like someone had doused me with cold water.
so now, i move forward. a new chapter in my life begins, now as a med student. you could say it's the same as when i entered college. no friends, no familiar face. just me. it's daunting to say the least, and i know it's not going to be easy, but nothing is ever easy. and isn't that why you feel a sense of accomplishment?
i am here only because i was guided. there but God alone....
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aja aja andi! we shall meet often @ weekends. ^_^
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