Monday, May 19, 2008
I hope with every fiber of my being that you never make it into med school and that you never become a doctor. If you didn't care about someone you said you loved, how could you possibly care for a stranger? You just want the money, car, house and prestige. Me on the other hand? I will work hard towards something I am passionate about... in the end, you won't have the life, and I WILL.
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I feel the same way. Sometimes I work my ass off just so that I know that in the long run, I'll be able to say that I earned it and worked so hard for it. Basically to spite those people.
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