"So what are you planning to do with your legendary mother?" Christina asked me as I was rushing towards the pit.

"I don't really know yet, and the only thing i am sure is if she got her way then she would have been buried in the hospital."

"I know what she means, i want that too. If i can't operate then i would rather make other people miserable here. Hahaha."

"No i am serious, I sometimes think that I might wake up one day and suddenly do that and be done with her finally."

"She is still your mother you know, even though she was the worst mother a girl could ask for and even if she made your life crappy."

"I can never forget that, no matter how I want my mind to erase everything she is always there in the shadows constantly berating me, telling me I am not good enough, that no matter what I do I would always be a failure."

"Enough of this, what is wrong with you today? Did you take crazy pills, is that it?

"Well, you were the one who started it.. so don't blame me."

"Yeah, yeah.. Come on, hurry up we might miss some kick ass surgery."

That basically is what a deep sensitive conversation with Christina consists of.

When did this thing start if you may ask..

Me talking to people voluntarily and making friends, somewhat.

Well since that day with that very peculiar little girl i slowly started waking up to the world around me. It made me want to have human contact and not just with my patients specifically but I want to have normal conversations with normal people, what I consider normal, and that is where Christina came in. Christina i really a very normal person in my standards, like me she is not bright and shinny, she kinds of gets me and I get her.

My friendship with Christina is very weird, first off we started fighting for a surgery and then suddenly the next thing I know I had a person who tells me I am being stupid constantly.

It's nice having someone who you can talk to and someone who cares if you go to work or not. I am starting to get use to this, as I have noticed other people are also starting to get use to the new me. A lot more of them are smiling and greeting me everyday.

It feels different, it feels good, it feels good different and I like it.