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My Father Is A Farmer

..and we work work work the day away.

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An Entire Academic Year In A Post

In approximately a month's time, I'll be home.

The 3 precious and long-awaited months of break will be upon me once I'm over and done with my finals.

Thoroughly deserved break? I really don't know.

In stark contrast with my 1st
year in Dublin, the one I'm about to complete is a blur. A literal blur. Some mornings, as I stir and unwillingly awake, I sit up in bed and wonder like a sor hai..

Where did the year go?

Is it really December/February/April already?

It has been an endless affair; paper after paper, test after test, exam after exam.

I'm tired as hell, and the end is nowhere in sight.

Medicine..
Not fucking funny at all.

I'm 3 whole years away from graduating, and already I feel utterly spent.

Wait.

It's not as if it'll all be over when I graduate, is it? The real nightmare begins then.. Postgrad, specialisation, whatever else.. Not to mention the actual working world. I hear the senior doctors/consultants really lay it down on us..

Kena sular, sial..

Woohoo.

Somebody please tell me, is there light at the end of this tunnel? I sure as hell can't see anything..

say it