Every person has 1000 wishes, a cancer patient only one: to get better. I know, that 97% will not reblog this post, be one of the 3% and reblog this, for those who died because of cancer or are still fighting it
I feel like this experience has been one of the toughest things I’ve been through. That is such an understatement compared to all the hardships a lot of people go through, and I feel so bad because honestly this experience shouldn’t be all that bad if I just tried to see it like a challenge and remain positive.
I do my best to always smile and stay optimistic, but there are times when I just want to stop pretending and start acting how I feel.
The people I see here are so different. Some I’ve been lucky to connect with, but some I just don’t get why I can’t seem to find commonality with.
During my time here, I’ve been questioning the type of person I’ve become. I’ve also been questioning my strength and perseverance to overcome things in life. If I’m having a hard time dealing with these things now, what more when I have more important things to deal with like bills and hopefully when God permits, a family of my own.
Right after I graduated from high school, it felt like I was on the top of the world (or pretty close to it lol), but now I just feel like I’m at the bottom of a mountain trying to the path to the top. School isn’t going as well as I want to and if I look deep in my heart, I know medicine is still there, but I honestly don’t know if I have what it takes to get there. The girl after high school graduation wouldn’t have been afraid to take on all these science classes, but now that girl is lost, or even gone…
So I officially decided to change my major and I hope I made the right choice. I decided to change my major to something that I’d enjoy my last years as an undergrad studying. Its still bio related so the science classes that I’ve done won’t be for nothing. I also hope that I’ll be able to finish the remaining premed courses I have after undergrad.
The road to life isn’t all smooth sailing, so I guess I need to take the bumps as they come and continue to appreciate the awesome people I have in my life. :D I know (or I hope :p) that they remain proud of me no matter what.
I need to keep remembering to just pray and believe that whatever is happening now is for a reason that only the Lord knows.
I’ve learned long ago that we’re all different…but I feel like some people just don’t respect other people’s differences. Maybe its because they were raised a certain way?
Anywho, even though you know people are different, its still weird to actually experience the differences first hand.
I just feel like if I were to bring my friends over, I would try my best to be respectful. Its one thing to bring people without even checking in with all of us if its okay, but its also another thing to have people over and not even clean up after your selfs.
Being around them first hand, I can tell they’ve grown up with wealth. What I don’t understand is why when people grow up like that, most times they forget simple things like cleaning up for themselves or even respecting other’s space.
I decided that I’m going to talk to my roommate before things get out of hand. Lord please give me the strength to say all the right things so I don’t sound like a biatch.