3 years down, 2 to go!
It seems surreal to think that I have actually gone through three years of medical education. 10 hours after Grand OSCE, it finally dawned on me that I have actually survived three years of this what-ever-it-is-that-you-might-call-it. It's always been a good combination of various flavors of life (bordering extremes of the good and bad and all in-betweens), and at the end of the day, I find it in my heart that I am genuinely grateful for all that's past and all that's happening. I thank God for the Guidance all this time. THREE YEARS DOWN. TWO TO GO! HOHOHOYEAH!