Day 1: From Couch Potato to Chaos Manager

So why this sudden idea after months of being a glorified couch potato?(actually comparing myself to the potato is an insult to that potato)

Well, it’s simple—I looked at where my life was going and instantly wanted to call a code. It was one of those existential plot twists where you're just lying there mid-episode, snacks in hand, wondering, “Wait… what am I even doing?”

And to be honest, it scared me.

Not the “oh no, I left my notes at home” scared.

I’m talking impending doom, existential, deep-breaths, future-is-a-dark-vortex kind of scared.

As a certified overthinker with a PhD in spiraling, I’d love to say the future doesn’t scare me. But that would be a blatant lie. It’s more terrifying than a viva where the examiner asks you to “explain in detail” and your brain decides to play apata pataya apathay kay kay na....

Lately, I’ve caught myself spiraling into this loop:

What am I doing with my life?

Scratch that—what have I done in the past four months?

On second thought… I don’t think I want to answer that.

Let’s just say Netflix knows me better than my textbooks books and that's not a flex.

College is stressful, yes. But despite the chaos, I’ve somehow managed to not work on research, not be consistent with studying, and definitely not work on myself. It’s been four months of going through the day without feeling like I’m actually doing anything meaningful. I’ve been showing up, but not really present.

So this? This little blog series? It’s my way of dragging myself out of the rut—one painfully honest post at a time.

This is me holding myself accountable.

Tracking my days.

Finding where my time actually goes.

Figuring out what I do and what I can change (starting with sleeping at a 12 as opposed to 3 AM, maybe).

Welcome to 30 Days in Scrubs—an unfiltered, possibly chaotic, hopefully funny documentation of a med student trying to get her life together. Or at least fake it convincingly.

Here’s to Day 1 and hopefully for another 29 days atleast.