Going Home...for summer...

Well usually when you say your going home for summer holidays you get really excited...

This time for me i was more excited about the Holiday part of it than the whole Home part of it...???

Is it because all of my friends are scattered around the Globe making a name for themselves while i'm still in Med School??

Is it because all my favorite Cousins are settled out of the country and i'm left with all the Aunts..

Is it because i have to go visit my married/married and pregnant/married with kids...friends...and all my engaged friends and have to answer the horrifying questions of.."So what about you??? anyone special in your life???" and you go blank and say No...because the guy your dating is two freaking years younger to you and his parents will never allow it..

Is it because of all the corruption and stories of misfortune you hear as news from home each time you get on Skype with your mum..

Is it my own fear of proposals...

Or is this the way my Brain is, innately telling me that its time i get my life back together...and stop acting like a School girl and try to enjoy my Holidays and try to find myself a Home...

Some place i want to be..find something i love to do and work to achieve it..and to call it my OWN???

im gonna start prepping for USMLE...soon..so i think im getting there...:)

I need to feel excited about going home...but i will always be excited to see my mum...no matter how long i have been away or where i went...

Love you to pieces Amma..you are where my home and heart is...

God Bless all..
Hugs and kisses...

I should really grow up now...:(

Define growing up?.."to grow toward or arrive at full stature or physical or mental maturity"

May be..but what i think growing up is, when you come to your twenties...means more about the mental,social and intellectual growing since you stopped growing physically by 24 yrs max for girls and 26 max for guys...
Sad story is i actually still hope that one day i will wake up THINNER and at least 3 inches TALLER...

The horror for me is never loosing the baby Fat i have gained in the 3 years i have been in Georgia...Thanks to the endless supply of late night junk food consumed during the endless cramming sessions that take place almost weekly...exams why do you kill me sooo...

More about the intellectual social part...

Does finally accepting and adding my Age on to my FB profile make me more mature???

Does finally telling people i just met my real Age finally make me all grown up???

Or accepting the fact that the guy im in Love with will never be my life partner due to Age barriers...

Or telling my mum that i would never be happy with a proposed marriage to anyone other than the Guy im dating/in love with...

Finally pulling my strength up and calling it quits with the guy because we see no future after Dating for almost 4 years...

Accepting and facing my mortal fear of being a Doctor one day..with many peoples lives in my hand...

Or even accepting and facing my Fear of snakes...

Will facing and taking any type of action concerning these, any one of these make me more grown up than i was when i started typing this post???

I think soo...

Growing up is all about Making Choices and facing your Demons...

So what am i gonna do after i finish writing this??? I'm gonna start with the easiest..no more lies...I'm gonna tell people my real age...
and embrace the fact that i actually don't look my age...

Heres to the Choices we make and for all the Demons we face everyday...

May we all have the Courage as the Griffindors and the Intellect of the Revenclaws to grow up a little everyday...

And to finally take Charge of our lives and do something good with it...
Because life sure is precious...

God Bless you all..
Huggies...