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So here I am at starbucks trying to get my thoughts together as I look beside me a pretty little girl lost in her world: on her own not even scared, completely oblivious of the noise and the lights the mall has to offer. I observe her, she seems so at peace, her curly hair tangled slightly on the headset, her tiny hands trying to grope the whole optical mouse, her eyes bound helplessly on the screen as it happened: her character in Grand Theft Auto got busted. She slouched and sighed, glanced at my direction and gave me a look which seemed to say mind your own business lady and get a life... Well I am, for the most part, trying to get my life back.

I think I'm starting to get well, I just had the flu. 3 days of cough and colds. Mother Nature has her way of getting back at you, nice sense of humor that lady has. I guess she noticed that I have been in best shape (figuratively, that is) since I was in college so she decided to retaliate a bit. Though the 3 days was grueling in a cough-your-lung-out kind of way, i didn't feel one bit of regret having been sick. It opened my eyes to a lot of things.

I've been reviewing for almost 6 months and I'm starting to burnt-out. But there just comes a time in a person's life when you start to think of what you really want to do and how you want to do it, and think of the future for real. I know for sure everyone gets to that point, mine just came at a time clogged nose was inevitable.

So I'm trying to put my pieces back together, gather my thoughts, sew up every experience I have and summon all the courage I can get. I'm currently having a coffee while studying and be destructed by that little girl . But still, love to be a great nurse/ surgeon someday. I know i'd still love to do in 50 years time. The small girl glances back at me, small beads of sweat forming on her forehead. But this time I smile at her and say, "This time let's both try not to get busted."