Now the bad news! The last few days have been quite horrible for me because I got my rejection letter from University of Toronto Medical School. Bummers :S
I'm a big believer that things happen for a reason, so maybe the universe is telling me something. It's not like I wasn't a competitive applicant. I have great marks, extra curriculars, and I'd like to think a good personality... Maybe the universe has other plans for me or maybe it's just not the right time. At least I'd like to think so...
When one door closes another door opens. Sometimes you don't know which one is better...
Maybe it's the universe's way to tell me that I like science more then medicine. Perhaps that's why I had to apply for MD PhD; I couldn't stand the idea of letting go of research.
Once again there's even more uncertainty brought into my life. I have no clue how I will pick my lab. At the moment I can either do direct entry PhD at University of Toronto for Laboratory Medicine and Pathology (AKA medical sciences), MSc at University of Toronto for Nutritional Sciences, or go back to McMaster for Biochemistry. I've interviewed a bunch of profs but each lab has something positive to offer.
I'm not sure how I never came around this one. I'm quite proud to say that as a teenager I didn't really go through that "oh I hate my body" stage. There was one thing that I've always been ashamed of was being small chested. I actually didn't start wearing a bra until I came to university because I just didn't need one. I guess I have more fat (hopefully in the good places) now then when I was 15 now. My mom is all like "omg, you actually have some boobs now! Thank goodness, you used to be so flat chested!" Gee, thanx mom! Anyways, I prefer having a smaller chest because it's easier when it comes to exercise. It must shake all the time when you run lol! I won't mention skipping rope :P If anything though, there's always Victoria's Secret!