with every fiber of my being. Just the thought of taking it tomorrow morning at rush hour sparks up enough contempt to inspire me to blog about it.
My goal in life is to be rich enough to have the luxury of forgetting how the NYC subway map looks like. It's a high, but attainable, thing to aspire to.
I spend three hours a day on trains. I'm going to regret that on my deathbed. I really hope it pays off and I get into med school after 4 years of it. Being a medical examiner is the only thing I want to do with my life. If it doesn't work out, I have no clue what what's going to happen.
fingers crossed*
MK
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