One fucking thousand dollars! That was how much it costs to replace the windscreen. But it had to be replaced so i have no choice.
But the damn scratches on the bonnet... they're gonna cost a further $600 to repair. Please someone kill me now! I'm gonna burst into tears any second! Oh lord.
Five freaking years of medical training and my presentation is still a bloody mess! I'm so upset and feeling absolutely inadequate. Why? Why? Why? Why did i ever choose medicine? I chose it for all the wrong reasons and now it is too f--king late to turn back.
No choice but to trudge forward and try to improve myself :(