YOU'RE BACK. I WAS THIS CLOSE TO EMAILING YOU AND BEING LIKE WTF? *kicks your internetz*
Having to wait that long outside on a dark street downtown would freak me out more than necessary. Even if the path was lit. *shudder*
Oooh, pediatrics/paediatrics. However you want to spell it. I have taken more of an interest in that lately.
Also, we got a letter in the mail yesterday from Doctors Without Borders asking for donations (mum already donates to some organisation dedicated to saving children in third world countires from abuse and poverty on a monthly basis, so she decided against donating to this one) and I've been wondering what that would be like as a career. I think travelling to these poor, underpriveleged countries and providing medical assistance would be nice, even with the whole stuck-out-in-desert-type-land-with-little-or-no-luxuries thing. /random
I still have no idea where I'm going in life. Ugh. Not sure if I've asked you before, but do you know exactly what you're going to be? Like a specialised doctor of some sort, maybe?
Is your face better now? That would have been annoying. I once had a really bad reaction to this pimple cream I tried out (I used to get them quite a lot when I was about 13/14, the bitches), which caused my face to turn bright red (save around my eyes and lips, which remained normal and looked fucking WEIRD) and itch like whoa. So I can sort of understand, particularly the part where nothing seemed to help.
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Having to wait that long outside on a dark street downtown would freak me out more than necessary. Even if the path was lit. *shudder*
Oooh, pediatrics/paediatrics. However you want to spell it. I have taken more of an interest in that lately.
Also, we got a letter in the mail yesterday from Doctors Without Borders asking for donations (mum already donates to some organisation dedicated to saving children in third world countires from abuse and poverty on a monthly basis, so she decided against donating to this one) and I've been wondering what that would be like as a career. I think travelling to these poor, underpriveleged countries and providing medical assistance would be nice, even with the whole stuck-out-in-desert-type-land-with-little-or-no-luxuries thing. /random
I still have no idea where I'm going in life. Ugh. Not sure if I've asked you before, but do you know exactly what you're going to be? Like a specialised doctor of some sort, maybe?
Is your face better now? That would have been annoying. I once had a really bad reaction to this pimple cream I tried out (I used to get them quite a lot when I was about 13/14, the bitches), which caused my face to turn bright red (save around my eyes and lips, which remained normal and looked fucking WEIRD) and itch like whoa. So I can sort of understand, particularly the part where nothing seemed to help.
*hugs*