A friend just called today, depressed to the core because she didn't get into the medical college of her choice. And I feel so awful for her, because she's not being allowed to forget about it. Her parents still go on about it to her, asking her (rhetorically, duh) why she couldn't do better.
It makes me wonder, what would I have done if my parents had been so hard on me? I've always felt that I was sort of forced into the medical profession, that my parent's ambition was being forced upon me.
But now I think about it, I'm one of the lucky ones. I wasn't forced into this field, I went for it because I had no better idea.
Wonderful what a look at someone else's circumstances can do for you. For the big things, and for the little things.
I love my parents. ^_^
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I love your parents too X3
Sometimes, when you don't have anything better to do with your life, the people who care about you will give you a gentle (or not so gentle) kick in the caboos to get you started.
That's what is happening to me :|
And yay, your life is on a steady track now! :D
I don't like steady tracks. 'T_T
I like long, wandering paths.
Long wandering paths=No steady future ^_^
Unless you're like...ridiculously lucky. Very few people acually excell at something they like doing :|
You is mean to my poor hopes. XD
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