so much has happened in these past three days. monday i saw a patient with huntington's chorea and my journey home was extended due to the train fault, tuesday i was angered into silence early in the morning but was laughing at night after a successful birthday celebration, today...well, today i did something that i'm still kicking myself for. actually it was something i -didn't- do. sigh.

anyway, it's the middle of my first real posting and i'm starting to get a slight inkling as to why people become disillusioned with medicine/medical school and quit/think of quitting. some people already have. yesterday i tried on a pair of jazz shoes as part of the elaborate birthday party plan, and that feeling i got with the shoes on was fantastic. i know it's probably not too late to sign up for classes...

i shan't say more now, cuz all this is probably a passing phase, but over today's lunch conversation i realised i'm not the only one, which of course does not make me feel any better. bleah.