Ok, so this is like my first journal entry ever! (On hi5 I mean, because in real ife you should see like 20 something or so collection of old journals and stuff).
   But anyways, here I am and I have no idea what to write because usually I write down everything I am eeling and what not, yet there is the slight possibility that what I write down here might get read and I am not sure I want all of my secrets to be found out and stuff, so I guess I will try to write something basic and non intrusive.
   Well, I finally made it through the two years of basic science in my med course (don't ask me how because I still have no idea how I managed to pull that one off) and am supposed to be in cinics starting today but there was a small technicality and that clinics start has been postponed until day after tomorrow (Wednesday 9th). Either way it's still a mystery how I managed to end up at the hospitals I am at and stuff. Not that I am complaining or anything it's just that it's like weird because I really don't deserve these hospitals but then again there is definitly one and possibly two other people I could mention who do not deserve these placements so I guess I won't bother to argue.
   I have to admit these last two years inmersed in a completly different sytem and culture have been difficult at times and that on many an occassion I did break down and have my little crying fit. I know I am lazy and stuff at times and that I don't study as much as I should and stuff, but when it comes to turning in work or the like I do it well and do not enjoy turning in a half-ass piece of work. That is one of the things that has really caused my pain in assimilation (stupid I guess). It's just that the values and norms of my peers are so different from my own. And then of course there is culture in general. I don't understand their sese of humor, half the time I don't even understand what they are saying, and the rest of the time I don't enjoy the same activities they do. I am a complete outsider. That kind of sucks. Not that I would want to change who I am or anything to be like them and hang with them and stuff but sometimes I feel I just am a wallflower.
   Is this enough ranting and raving or whatever for one journal entry?
   I guess I had better get going, not that I mean I have like something to do or anything but rather I am like tierd of writing and stuff, so....bye. Hugs to all!