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I didn’t get into med school again this year (2nd time applying). (I live in
Canada so it’s much more competitive than the US - fewer schools, very high
minimum GPAs, etc).

I got A’s and a few B’s in university, so my grades aren’t bad at all, just not
the A-A+ averages they are looking for. I’m going to go for my Masters next
year, and I guess I will try again after that. I’ve been looking for a job for
months now too, and haven’t even gotten an interview, which isn’t helping my
mood.

I’m pretty crushed. I feel like nothing I do is good enough. I worked hard in
university and that wasn’t enough. I’ve wanted to be a doc since I was 9 and I
feel like I was meant to do this. I don’t really want to do my Masters, but if
it will give me a fighting chance to get in, I guess I will have to. I just
feel so lost right now…

you’re so pathetic. You take jabs at me, but you decide to brag to everyone
about getting drunk and how a guy was about to take advantage of you and how
you had sex in random places. You’re a whore and I hope you remain unemployed.

remind me that you’re not supposed to get crushes on professors.

For v day my bf got me aton of things. i didn’t have time to get him anything
yet, as my life is stressful and busy. for the last three holidays he has
gotten me expensive gold jewelry. I told him when we first started dating when
he hinted about wanting to get me nice jewelry, that I hated jewelry of any
sort. especially not gold. or ear rings, or rings, or necklaces everytime he
gives me a piece I think about how much I hate jewelry, and now I feel
obligated to wearing it because he bought it for me. when people comment on the
peices, I tell them I hate wearing jewelry. I kind of feel trapped and
uncomfortable in it. I must have told him 6 times how much I hate jewelry, and
he isn’t getting it. I take them off and put them away, and he’ll say, why
aren’t you wearing the ring I got you. well, I don’t like jewelry. I put it
on, I don’t like the way it feels, its a waste of money, I’d rather get a nice
set of towels. WHy doesn’t he get it? I did tell him more than 6 times. does
he think I am being proud, or something?? I Really do hate wearing jewelry.

I hate that I’m in love with my best friend. I hate that it’s such a cliche. I
hate that he doesn’t even see me that way. But most of all, I hate that he
makes me jealous, when I was never the jealous type.

I love my girlfriend. We may get married someday…I don’t know. I could see it
happening eventually. My parents are in denial because she is a part of a
different church. Whenever I bring her up, they change the subject. She wanted
to go out to meet them this summer but her interest is lessening and honestly
mine is too. Why are they acting this way? The way I feel right now I don’t
really want them to be a part of this or any future relationship at all.

I can’t wait to get rid of you. We had a really great friendship until you
screwed it up. You harrass me constantly to be your girlfriend, when I just
don’t like you in that way. Instead of just taking my first rejection and
moving on, you have made it your mission to “persuade” me that deep down I
secretly like you, that I’m just playing hard to get. We’ve been friends for
eight years now I think, and you’ve just started pulling this bullshit over the
past six months. I hate that you’ve ruined our friendship by making me feel
uncomfortable and trying to guilt me into dating you. You are coming to visit
me soon, and I am expecting the week from hell because instead of hanging out
and doing fun stuff like friends do, you will be spending the entire time
trying to buy my affection with thoughtful tokens and whatever else. You will
find a way to bring up in every conversation how we should date, how I am the
perfect one for you, and how you have put your life on hold to wait for me. My
answer will be the same every damn time. I don’t want to date you. I don’t want
to try dating you. I don’t want any relationship besides friendship with you.
EVER. And that is the honest truth. I don’t even want you to come visit
anymore, but you’ve already made plans. So here I am planning to survive this
visit, and then planning to cut off all contact with you the minute you leave.
Sorry. I hope it was worth destroying our 8 year friendship.

Yay! Lucky me! My boyfriend’s working on valentine’s day, and my family is
getting together for a little dinner. Which means I get to listen to my
miserable single middle-aged relatives complain about everything under the sun,
how stupid people in relationships are, and what a horrible day Valentine’s day
is…

I never had a problem with being single when I was, or Valentine’s Day in
general, so I don’t really understand the rationale behind making yourself
miserable on what is just another day of the year. I wish I could crawl under
my covers and not come out until Sunday…

I posted on here a while back about applying to nursing school with the hopes of
taking that knowledge and getting into medical school.

I GOT IN!!!

So, I wanted to tell the person who was concerned about the nursing shortage
that:

I will not disrespect the profession of nursing, and I will give 100% of myself
towards that discipline so that I may carry its holistic approach with me into
medicine.

I really hope that you and your friends will manage to get in to nursing school
as well, and I hope you will keep us updated on your progress.

Thank you for helping me keep an aware state of mind.

I took his class last semester and ever since then I haven’t stopped thinking
about him. I’ve always laughed at people who have crushes on their professors,
but it finally happened to me..and it sucks!!! I wish that I had naver taken
this class with him, I wish that I had never met him…I realize that nothing
between us will ever be possible for a number of reasons, primarily because of
the HUGE age gap and the fact that he is married. But still, it will take me
some time to get over him and stop feeling like I am about to lose
consciousness every time I see him in the hallways.
All I have left to remind me of him are a few graded papers and of course the
memories…