Again and again, I somehow manage to get myself into doing things I hate.
I couldn't wait to move out of the house--> I get into a school so close to home that I'm somehow forced to commute from there.
Of all the courses I took in school, I hated Neuroscience most-->First proper job in research and it turns out to be in the department of Neurscience, even now at the UHN I am working in Neuroanatomy!
I was convinced I took the last math course ever in first year--> I'm using STATs again and again for research.
I hated working on the microscope in any school lab--> Now I'm back on the microscope for the lastest neuroanatomy project, peering into histology slides, trying to distinguish the edges of the subthalamus but only seeing my eyelashes!!!
This has got to stop.
Hmm this is probably THE sign, I was asking for previously!