if i didnt take the first year off, i wudnt have met my super adorable bf <3 ( hahahah i hope hes not saying the opposite! =D )
when i first started vet, i was an extremely hardworking + curious kid.... just like a jack russel in a room full of bouncing tennis balls and liver treats.
somewhere along the line, i lost interest. i stopped going to classes and tuts and pracs. i simply stopped caring.
i became an emo kid. a VERY emo kid.
i still rmb those nerdy cunts at school going " OOOOH! why are u always at home margie? i bet ur studying hardcore for the assessments / exams! oh please! i hvnt even started!! "
yea, LIKE U HVNT EVEN STARTED. i was at home/on the streets/ in my car/ on the beach/ in my bath tub hating the world. thats wt i was doing bitches.
oh well that was then. now =now. i kinda miss those uni days. no makeup (cos the others are just as ugly), bed head, flipflops and a backpack. mon- fri, 9-5.
the more i deal with people, the more i prefer animals.
only a few more years away and ur gonna be Dr.Margie!!!! hang in there!!!