#00202: The All-Nighter – 3

This is what happened last time. And this is what happened the first time.¬† This time is slightly different. Today will be my first day back to work. No. More. Medicine. I really should write about the “Medicine lie” and how it has been fucking my life up since 2008. It took me 9 years to summon the courage to finally say “I hate studying. Oh, by the way, I lied about wanting to do Medicine. I did it for father. I []

#00201: The All-Nighter – 2

This is what happened last time. And now I’m repeating the same shit. I want to quit my studies, but I’m too scared of the consequences. The consequences are unknown. I’m scared of the unknown. I just want to get my life back. Sometimes, I’m filled with optimism and hope – just like last time. But now, I’m scared of doing it again. It went pretty well last time. But … I was too scared to simply say “I don’t want to []

#00200: 2%

200 posts later, and the so-called “journey” isn’t going anywhere. I’m not going anywhere. Exactly 2 years ago, I got a call []

#00199: Innocent Terrosit 

Pack your bags. Make sure there aren’t any dangerous metaerials inside. Remember: you look like a terroirst, so you will be treated like a terrosist.  Make sure you’re an innocent terrorist. Make sure you’re at the airport 2 hours before departure. Check in. No more luggage to carry, only a small hand bag. The small hand bag has books you’ll never read, notebooks you’ll never use, a portable charger you forgot about, pens and stationary, and papers. A lot of papers. Now []