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you know about the voices that speaks in your head?i listen to them somtimes. most of the times. sometimes they tell me good things. sometimes they make me wish for bad things. |
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My feet smells.
Welp okay. Personal feelings are currently trash atm, school being shit and what not. Truth be told it isn’t all that bad, just that there is a notceable lack of… passion in my work. Or love. Or anything for that matter. I’m like a machine on a certain input that occasionally changes its settings when the situation calls for it.Eg: Edentulous patient walks in. Response? E&D New cons patient walks in. Response? E&D Dentate patient walks in. Response? Refer to OS dept to be made edentulous. Come on little me. Do a little more reading. You’ll love the excitement and thrill of learning intricate dental work. God knows your brain needs the mental exercise- apart from your usual strenuous fangirling workout, that is. Labels: uni stuff |