I'm so frustrated this past week and it's because of more than one reason. First, I couldn't get a passing mark on my Pain and Surgery quizzes. And I've been coughing my life out of me for more than a week after that exhausting duty rotation at San Nicholas Health Center that I was almost certain I was infected with TB. Worst and I mean worst is when I received the biopsy results of my father. I don't even want to talk about it for it worries me so much and I can't even smile every time I remember it. (You'd get well tay. It's not serious, it'll never be. Don't worry we'll get through this together. We love you.)
But the cherry on top of this seemingly endless punishments is my search for the damn application for LAMP, our official institute publication! I was so worried that I threw all of my chances and hardwork when I missed their general assembly or something like that. I was texted to attend it but I have a lecture during that time and I just can't pull myself away. After that day I was so depressed for nothing is going right. I exhausted all of my connections and efforts just to submit three articles for the application early last year, that the mere thought of it amounting to nothing saddens me.
But now I received the application form. The application form would have sufficed. I don't need anything else. But the fate won't let me have it for they also sent me some tasks that are so! I can't even think of a word. Just check it for yourself:
hello po
attached here is the application form for The Lamp. Kindly accomplish and submit it to us personally.

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