Offer

Despite all my worrying, i've recieved an offer to study medicine at Manchester.

Quite miraculous really.

I still think the interview was a bit crap, but..there is also something else i think. And for the logical person that i pride myself in being, it's quite strange, or, maybe not strange, but..unexplainable. I think (and i know it sounds slightly cheesy) it is my vocation or calling to be a doctor, to do my bit for society in the way best suited to the skills i possess. And i wholeheartedly believe i was saved for a reason. Because there was a hairs breadth between life and death at one point.

There is a reason i'm here, there is a reason i'm stable and happy and able to positively contribute to society. And i believe that reason is God. He saved me, in some form. And he guided me, and is continuing to guide me, through life. Because i could very easily have died. And i could very easily still be destroying my on body. But i'm not. I'm going on to study medicine in 2008. So, by 2015 (or thereabouts) i should graduate Dr Belle. And i will devote my life to saving others'.

It struck me as i was washing the dishes after making the second lot of pancakes with the Beavers, just how much work i do with others. Peer mentoring both one on one and with a form and running Beavers. It is a lot. And it is a FUCK load (lol) of a lot more than a very large proportion of my friends do. And i work part time. And i keep on top of my studies. But then, i wouldn't have it any other way.

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