Chapter 4: A Mindset

As most of us know, the Health Science English diagnostic test is a prerequisite in order to gain entry to any professional course.
Rumours would surface saying “it was shit easy”, which gave me peace of mind it wasn't something from scholarship English I had encountered the year before.

Next thing i knew i was facing the results and I had failed. 
A blow to my ego?, No. A blow to my English?, fuck yes! Be that as it may I was not alone in this predicament . I needed someone to talk to and that was to my warden, he however was on sabbatical leave in Italy. Being unable to cross that first barrier on the journey was devastating, however redemption and resolve came back around in the form of a re-test and it was my turn to step up to the podium again and i triumphed so all g!

Halfway through S1, my MAC screen gave up its battle with the treatment I gave it upon transport to lectures and died. Luckily enough apple said quite warmly ‘even though it’s past the warranty we will get it fixed this one time’ when really I'm sure they meant ‘look after ur fkn mac now coz we aint fixn it again’. But good c**t’s they are indeed.

In terms of my academic progress, immersing myself into the world of health was probably the best independent choice I had made. I knew I wanted Medicine and nothing else, a mindset that overcomes many taking the course, but now is not the time to give a reason as to why. Favourite courses by order of best to worst are as follows:
CELS191, HUBS191, CHEM191, PHSI191.
This also coincided with the marks I was to receive for them.

Im sure everyone ‘wishes’ they ‘could’ve, would’ve, should’ve' studied or worked much harder than what they did. But I guess in the end you can only move on and learn from your mistakes. I don’t wanna get corny but I know everyone makes mistakes (unless ur a retard), without them we can’t learn from it, if we don’t learn from it there’s no way one can comprehend and understand.

My endeavours in S1 took me on journeys to Milton and to the deep depths of the nervous system AND back again. It taught me the true meaning of study and hard work and in essence good management. For every hour I missed I had guilt saying ‘I could have studied’ but the inevitable truth is that you just can’t change what was but you can change what will ... S1 in a sentence: A tempestuous and seemingly endless ride that quaked my centre of gravity.