there are days like these where random dreams come and i feel lost thinking about my future again. then again why bother, when the next 6 years are not really within my control anyway, yet i believe there are still some choices - within certain boundaries i guess.

and here's to the end of my PTC week, to the end of quiet mornings for me to wake up slowly, have a good breakfast, read, before heading off to work. quiet evenings in the hospital. it has been a good week; ive enjoyed the change (:

and well august is here! "school" is starting soon. new rotation soon. excited! i think im someone who embraces change. to a certain extent. hahaha