Back when we were still kids in Brunei, our family would always go swimming on weekends. I was six or seven back then, and didn't have any idea how to swim. I didn't really care because I swam the 1m pool with these orange floats fitted snugly around my arms. I felt like it was a great achievement. It wasn't after I saw my childhood friend swimming in the same pool without any help from floats and my mother praising her as a great swimmer, that I realized that what I was doing was less than mediocre. That was when I taught myself to really swim.
That was a long time ago but I think I'm still affected with that kind of thinking. That mediocre or just okay is never good. Now that I'm in med school, I can't help but try to be competitive. Unfortunately, it's not working that great for me. I can't even say that my grades are okay. I'm not used to just being average. I know it's wrong and I just have to stop fighting against everyone else; but I can't help it. I think I am Cristina Yang(from Grey's Anatomy) plus a billion more emotions.
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