Random

Man, I'm exhausted. I've been procrastinating and postponing my next blog post for almost two weeks now. Not that I hate to write it's just the time. I feel like I need 48 hours everyday because 24 is just too little. I'm always compaining about my limited time. The day I actually have enough time, now that will be news. I wake up, read, pass out. Then get back to reading. It's the circle of med school. I'm not exaggerating you know. Life is like this:

And it's not even funny. Which reminds me, I've been thinking about the future. My future. See, I have a time frame under which I get my career going , get married, have kids in that order. But see I will be in my thirties before any of these are possible. Now, that I can't happen. I might as well forget about kids. Another problem is, who's going to marry me in my thirties. This is all wrong. The only solution is to start looking for a potential candidate now so that I'm set in a few years. I don't know. I just don't want to die alone.