And yet I find myself repeating my weeks over and over again..
I can tell you how my day will be tomorrow, how it was yesterday, and how it will be next week...
This monotonous life eating away at my bones..
Is this it? I will get into med school, spend hours and hours studying, then get into a fellowship, work at a hospital, get married, have kids and then die.
Sounds fantastic.
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Well.. not to say that the big picture is not good to keep in mind, but this is way too big a picture to be any good at all, zanzoun.
i tend to forget that its tough to portray sarcasm on the net....
by the way, you can wish for something you never had
"Skin is crawling off
Mopping the sweaty drops
Sticking around for this shit
Another day
Another day
Not another day"
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