There is a legitimate reason why this post is going up much later than usual: I was at a group dinner at my tutor’s place. It was a good time, surprisingly; I was pretty apprehensive because he can be extremely picky and I almost lost my temper at him in class once. His words can sting and he can make you feel like you’re really dumb, but then there are times when he is really awesome, like tonight.
I realise how much I like this group I’m currently in. Sure, we have our ups and downs but in general, they’re the best group I’ve had in medical school so far. I don’t want to be disbanded and reshuffled into another group next year, especially since it’s likely that it’s just going to be our group that’s reshuffled.
These nine people have been a big support and a warm environment for me, especially compared with the group I had last year. I never quite found my footing with them but with this group, I have my own ‘spot’, so to speak.
As my exams approach (15 days away!!), I can’t help but think about how different Year 3 has been for me: I’ve worked harder, pushed myself and did things I never thought I’d be able to do. I just hope that my work this past year and what I’m doing for the next 15 days will be enough to move on to Year 4.