Personal Narrative: My Hard Work In Medical School

A couple months ago I had a dream. I had a dream that my hard work in school was validated, and I got the letter telling me I’d been accepted into medical school. Later that day, I came to the realization of the relevancy of the dream; and I asked myself how my life would change if I knew at this moment that I’d make it to medical school. How would my life change if I knew I’d successfully get through all of these grueling advanced math and science classes? Going into high school, I had the impression that I would be able to get an A on every assignment, quiz, and test. In conjunction with that illusion, I thought I could breeze through advanced math and science classes. I was much more than mistaken. On an average night I get roughly five hours of sleep, which I hope is a sufficient amount of time to retain the information I tried to learn by homework and studying. In reality I know that I’m lying to myself. I’ve learned in AP Psychology that five hours of sleep is not nearly enough time to create memories of what you have learned. Not getting an adequate amount of sleep is a result of the demanding task of a pile of AP homework every night in addition to working a twenty-five hour week at my two jobs. Working two jobs is a necessary part of my goal …show more content…
As for most others, being ensured that you’re going to succeed defeats the purpose of the path to success. I’m the type of person who believes that hard work leads to success, and it shouldn’t be handed to you. Although, like most others, if I was told right now that I would positively be accepted into medical school, a huge sigh of relief would leave my body. I’d sleep for a couple days straight, and start feeling more confident in focusing on other parts of my life besides being perfect in school. Having the goal of being a doctor is intimidating, but I know it’s within my reach even if I have no letter to prove