"Withdrawl sucks"
Breakthrough is over: the kiddies are gone. Evaluations are done. The staff said their good-byes and have parted ways (or some of us have). I'm at home and studying for the dreaded MCATs (still having doubts and such about my career choices...had a nice little breakdown today with Dad about this).
"Withdrawl sucks" (thank you Alex and bro) - it most certainly does. Eight weeks of the staff, and now it's over. I'm not sure how to handle this. It's so weird not being around them. I nearly started crying when I was driving home on Saturday. Yeah, not a good idea.
This summer has been truly amazing, and I cannot fully explain how wonderful it was. I was surrounded by really loving people for eight weeks, and it was absolutely and positively fun, exciting and challenging. I couldn't ask for a better summer (I know, I'm crazy...). I am going to miss everyone I worked with terribly, and when I get back to school, it will be story after story from this summer (apologies ahead of time to whoever has to deal with it).
MCATs and breakdowns:
Practice test kicked my ass today. And I've begun to doubt whether I should even take the MCATs now. I don't even know if I still want to be a doctor. I might, but I might not. Hard decision. Dad and I had a nice talk about this (during which I proceeded to breakdown...as expected). He's not particularly a fan of education as a career because of bad experiences with schools when I was younger. I understand and respect that, which makes this hard. Medicine has always been there for me to motivate me, but now I still feel so confused and unsure about things. We all know I hate that feeling. I like knowing where I'm heading (go Gold! or is it only me?).
*whine*
I hate big decisions.
"Withdrawl sucks" (thank you Alex and bro) - it most certainly does. Eight weeks of the staff, and now it's over. I'm not sure how to handle this. It's so weird not being around them. I nearly started crying when I was driving home on Saturday. Yeah, not a good idea.
This summer has been truly amazing, and I cannot fully explain how wonderful it was. I was surrounded by really loving people for eight weeks, and it was absolutely and positively fun, exciting and challenging. I couldn't ask for a better summer (I know, I'm crazy...). I am going to miss everyone I worked with terribly, and when I get back to school, it will be story after story from this summer (apologies ahead of time to whoever has to deal with it).
MCATs and breakdowns:
Practice test kicked my ass today. And I've begun to doubt whether I should even take the MCATs now. I don't even know if I still want to be a doctor. I might, but I might not. Hard decision. Dad and I had a nice talk about this (during which I proceeded to breakdown...as expected). He's not particularly a fan of education as a career because of bad experiences with schools when I was younger. I understand and respect that, which makes this hard. Medicine has always been there for me to motivate me, but now I still feel so confused and unsure about things. We all know I hate that feeling. I like knowing where I'm heading (go Gold! or is it only me?).
*whine*
I hate big decisions.