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// 4.24.20 // I recently moved my desk in front of my window and it was the best decision I’ve made in a while. The bright natural light makes me want to sit here for hours and hours, which I have been now. I used to not really enjoy sitting at my desk, and I noticed I would do my homework and studying at almost every other surface in my home haha. Now I have this beautiful view, my plants are pretty and keeping me company, and it’s just so bright I can’t describe what the natural light does but it really does increase my motivation and productivity.

manifesting reaching all of your reading goals

052920 - 22/30 days of productivity

Only two days 'til my dream university releases their entrance exam results and I'm trying to distract myself from thinking about it too much (help I'm so nervous).

P.s. I'm now tracking the tag #heyyanie 👋 tag me in your posts and I'll check them out!

bought a planner bc it’s hard too keep account of eight freaking different classes. 🍙

The projects that I end up doing, that I want to be involved with in any way, have always been projects that will be impactful, for the most part, to my people — to black people. To see black people in ways which you have not seen them before. So Black Panther was on my radar, and in my dreams.

“The Roman genius, and perhaps the Roman flaw, was an obsession with order. One sees it in their architecture, their literature, their laws — this fierce denial of darkness, unreason, and chaos...” — Tartt, The Secret History

01.01.2021 | 2020 has been difficult, for sure. I worked as an Operating Room nurse for a few months before med school started. it was full of personal wins, but also loses. I got accepted in my dream hospital right after passing the board exam, worked my dream job, accepted in med school, but I’ve also lost patients more than I can count, heard cries over unimaginable hospital bills, and encountered grief and challenges more than I was prepared for because of the government’s incompetence.

so I tried my best to sort out my life— scrub in surgeries while going to med school interviews, advance study for the incoming sem, stick to my routine and schedule, et al, to feel in control of the things that are in my hands. Perhaps I’m no different than the Romans— in my fierce determination to deny darkness, unreason, and chaos. to provide some sort of structure in the midst of uncertainty.

2020 has been difficult, for sure. but 2021 will—should be different. 2021 will be prosperous, full of hope, and better things. there may be loses too, but I’m rooting for more good things than the bad.

you did good this 2020, and you will do better in 2021. we all will. happy new year, everyone. :-)

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My journals feel like roadmaps that I can unfold and stick a pin in: this is where I was, this is where I’ve been. (via Instagram)