So this is my 5th year wearing white(3 years in pre-med with that shitty skirt I'd always fold to make it shorter, and another year wearing the fab intern uniform, then this). Never in a day that I arrive home without finding a spot/stain on my precious white garment. I'm clumsy and I love it.
I've been coming to class for almost a week now, yet I still can't fathom how I managed to pull through. Studying medicine, come to think of it, really isn't that difficult in itself, but lectures go zooming by. Typically, a doctor-professor lectures a good-for-one-semester topic for a mere few hours. That's what makes Medicine pretty much hardcore. And I'm up for it. Just as long as I have my lipstick on. *Pouts*