I honestly have no idea what to write about. I feel like I should be writing, though, because I haven't really talked about anything going in my life lately.

I've spent the last several days working on my essays for medical school. It's challenging at times, because I try to align myself to their requirements. At the same time, I have to speak about myself, making me appear comely to the staff that reviews it. Selling yourself is usually the term given to it.

I feel a major lacking in my requirements in extracurricular activities. While I have been on many a volunteer job, I am worried it will fall below a lot of what other people have on their applications. I wish I had the opportunity to do exciting things that build an impressive resume. At the same time, I don't want to make my application look more grandiose than it actually is. It might become even worse, where it starts to become a lie. And that's the last thing I'd want.

Here's something I miss. My apartment.