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I Dream.


I dream of my last day of high school and wonder if I'll ever see my classmates again. I dream of the day that I leave my childhood, my family, and my best friends behind and leave for college. I dream of my first week alone in a strange new place. I dream of the day that I spend countless hours studying for my college exams. I dream of living on a ramen noodles every night budget. I dream of meeting new people, experiencing new things, and becoming an independent person. I dream of the day that I graduate from college and then realize I’ll have to go to graduate school for another 4+ years, and that I will have to re-experience everything again. I dream of the day that I start my residency. I dream of the day that I receive the title Doctor. Some of these dreams may seem more like nightmares than dreams. To me, they do not. These dreams all point to my ultimate goal: to become a family physician. This one job will change my life by changing the lives of others. I want to help people be happy and healthy. I want people to trust me with their problems. I want to develop professional relationships with my patients. I want to humble myself to others and show compassion to them. It would be such an honor to share with the lives of many people. I know that becoming a family physician will be hard. It is the hardships that will help me learn the most from life. These hardships will change my life by helping me realize who I am.

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