It's been 4 months or so since I last blogged.
And life has gotten much more depressing than ever. :)
This morning, I woke up, looked at the ceiling and thought to myself: "Why did I ever chose Biomed? I don't want a job which requires me to work at home at night too. I just a decent pay, 9-5 working hour job and the time outside of that is mine and mine only."
And then I thought to myself: "What happens if I told dad and mum about this? I think they'd be hysterical." Then I said: "Fine, I'll be a researcher. . . for now. Medicine is an option too right? But that means I really have no life to myself (no offense intended to the you-know-whos) and I have to work pretty much 24 hours."
Then the question remains: "So why did I choose this path?"
