Hello, it's me

Oh hi, It has been a long long time since I've written in this space. Now, I am 3 years into my medical course at Barts, and honestly I have no idea how that happened haha.

I'm currently week 8/9 into my Cardioresp (heart and lungs people!) placement in the wifi-blackhole that is known as Broomfield hospital. It has been going okay. I still get horrendous mutated butterflies in my tummy before I meet/examine a patient. But I'm surviving on the fact that no matter how much I mess up as a medical student, I am still not the worse medical student I know.

I really need to stop being so hard on myself! I need to love myself more because this cycle of toxicity is not going to help me. I think I have annoyed enough people around me with my negativity. But I am quite funny too so I think that has neutralise some of my `toxicity wtf,

Anyways, what else is new? Ooooh after a few years of living in London, I have been going to the pub regularly (about once a week) with some of the people I've met in Broomfield. To be honest, I believe the only reason I was invited in the first place is because they wanted to be inclusive and nice. I appreciate the gesture and I am thankful for the experience. I am still as socially awkward as I am before but I guess the trick is to own it. Never in my life have I used Urban Dictionary as much as I do now. I am being schooled in the slangs of the Brits. Also, I have discovered a love towards the yummy Aspall cider. I don't know what it is, but it just DOES IT for me. 

Another thing I am excited about is in about 9 days, mummy and 2 of my brothers (Daniel and Jacob) will be coming down to London to visit me. I have been planning this 9-day trip to Italy when they are around and it's going to be legendary. Forget about the fact that the shitty medical school that is Barts has decided to be a bitch and make the ICA to happen post-Easter break, I just really don't give a fuck about exams anymore. Hopefully I have learned enough crap somehow to sit for that exam.I miss my family so so much and I am utterly grateful that with God's financial provision and le parents' generosity, I get to see them beyond once a year during the summer break. I cannot wait to complain to my mummy about my actually very privileged life in person. I cannot wait to hug my brothers to bits. 

Now I shall get back to what I was sent here by my country to do, and that is to study. And admire the asses of the male medical students and doctors I work with

The never well-behaved one,

Mirabel