I measured this diary and it 's actually 13.7 cm. I'm pretty bad at ''andaza'' as you can judge. This is the first one, in which I had to pause before I continued writing. My thoughts are way faster than my hand, which cramped up after the first two articles.
I wonder, can you call these articles? I am merely writing for myself, this time, while keeping each article to the last line of each page. They are like little scattered thoughts, wondering then forced to stop at the bottom of the page. This one feels incomplete but alas, the page has come to an end.
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A Small Book, a Pencil, and Some of My Thoughts
Non-FictionThis a diary with some descriptions of my life, some random thoughts I have during the day and some stories of me, an ordinary, average medical student who got into med school by chance. A small book written by me, for me.
