The End of the Road


My lucky streak has ended. I am about to taste my very first failing grade tomorrow in my entire medical school life. Apparently, only 6 out of 20 have passed. I honestly don't see myself being among the six. I've been enjoying life too much for the past few days that my academics have pretty much taken the back seat,. Arghhhh! Oh well...

But if by some miracle I did pass the exam, I swear I'm going to minimize my barhopping days and drunken nights out. Maybe just once a week, promise. Is that okay, Lord?

Help, lord. Help!