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There are days when you know you should work but you feel like sh*t
There are days when you just stare at the wall wondering what you’re (not) doing
There are days when you know what you gave up but it doesn’t seem enough
There are days when the fantasy of success doesn’t make you smile anymore
There are […]
I told one girl from my class the other day about “my odd past”.
I’m not sure why yet. I was at a point where I had to either lie or tell the truth, and she didn’t deserve a lie. But at the same time I could have easily avoided the situation by being less open […]
That’s it, Monday was the day: first day and first week in Med’ school.
The first day was quite… interesting. Check this video out, singing (at some point the teacher even joins in), sex demonstrations and even… nudity :p
Paris Descartes Médecine - Premier jour - SP1
Otherwise a couple of stats, observations and comments:
In the first year […]
While sorting/cleaning my things I stumbled upon some old poems I wrote while in middle school and high school. Time goes by, and the feeling remains…
C’est un vent glacial qui amplit toute mon âme
Telle une sorcière noire venue me posséder
Et détruire mon moi pour mieux m’assassiner
Ô cruel désespoir vient souffler ma flamme
– Sometime during middle […]