Sick

So... I'm applying to medical school in America. That means one year's worth of applying, four years' worth of school... and another three, minimum, of residency. It's a lot of years. And work. And money. And time spent being poor and tired. But, um... also fulfilled, hopefully.

I really like Italy, though. It kills me that I have to leave in a bit over a month. I'm already plotting how to come back. It's going to be difficult, though, what with the medicine thing. But careers. And stuff. You know? It's important.

So I just submitted the AMCAS. Then I couldn't breathe for a second. Then I sat down and ate a lot of bread. Now I feel faintly ill. Hopefully it was the bread.

Sigh.