I don't know why, I'm enjoying my days greet sick children, so they want us to do examination on them. Some of them crying immediately when they see white coat human being, got traumatize by needle. I even found a 5 year-old girl literally cursing when we came to her. Many of them are still babies and quite calm and had such a smiley face. Feeling like this was the another thing to enjoyed.
So.. what's going on? 3 months later to finished this hardcore year evur in my life.
I'm on my quarter-life crisis.
I'm trying to holding on.
Eventhou this is just too hard. like, to, hard.
BUT I MUST KEEP GOIN
