the path

A friend recently told me that my writing on this thing is boring and really not worth their time reading. It hurt me to hear that but I know that they are right. Even though it it might be tough I have always wanted my friends to be honest with me so, with no hard feelings, I'm taking full responsibility for all the boring stuff that I write about in my day-to-day life and moving on. This is my life and the way that its going at the moment is really really dull and uninteresting. However, whether its boring or exciting, I'm writing this blog to tell people what its like for me here. Medical school finals are long and boring for anyone that isn't me and for me they are the torture required for things to happen in my life that are amazingly exciting and unbelievably eventful. I'm suffering through the seemingly endless hours of studying and sitting through horrifically long and tedious exams that make you want to pull your hair out or hide in your room under the covers until the torture is over. So, these mind-numbing, practically never leave the house days of studying followed by full days full of rest required to recover are the payment required to get to the excitement that will eventually come to pass. And whether you wait it out till the exciting bits or follow me along the entire road is up to you. But this is what it takes for me to make it and as much as I complain or worry or anything, I truly do love every second-- the struggle, the pain and the sweetness of the rewards that are coming. I'm out here on my own but I know I couldn't do it on my own and I know sometimes we both might just have to grin and bear it.