How...

...final med has changed me.

1. I used to have the neatest handwriting ever. Nowadays, i can't even understand my own notes.
2. Consultants and tutors are the bane of my sorry existence.
3. Looking good no longer matter to me. Just today i was wearing a blue shirt with a red hijab to work. I mean, who's gonna notice anyway? I already look weird to the Irish even when i'm dressed to the nines.
4. Sleep is not so much a necessity as it is a guilty pleasure.
5. I've started drinking coffee, and cannot function in the mornings without my usual fix of caffeine.
6. I constantly feel stupid, and uneducated.
7. Back-stabbers aplenty, I've begun to lose faith in people.
8. Instead of feeling depressed once a month, i'm now depressed most days of the week.
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(will add to this list as the year progresses)