is my birthday.
I find myself unable to do much with myself, despite the large amount of reading and studying i have to do. I feel rather down, to be honest. I try to focus on all the things that i have to be happy about -
they caught the man who wrecked my car (imagine that);
despite my fears, third year has been very doable
i am alive despite myself...
i am med student, a dream finally realized.
i am sure there is more but none of these things are making me my usual jolly self.
maybe i'm tired. i need two days off. one to really truly do nothing and have no guilt, and the other to do all the stuff i have to do.
more in a moment.