Perhaps I should start with my name-- I'm Lili. Although I grew up in the NY area, I have been been away for a while and I just recently moved back. I love traveling. I've been and lived all over Europe and various parts of the US. I love learning new things and having passionate discussions/debates about issues I feel strongly about.
Currently, I'm in my last year of med school and plan to do a pediatrics residency next. Some day, I plan to become a neonatologist and geneticist.
In my past life, I worked with primates. I would rate those times as one of the most interesting and thrilling in my life. I was the foster mother of two baby monkeys for the first two weeks of their lives. Fuzzy and Kermit (the monkeys) Argo (my dog), and Cicero and Pandora (my cats), have taught me more about life with their actions than most humans have with their words.
If you can keep your head when all about you Are losing theirs and blaming it on you; If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, But make allowance for their doubting too; If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies, Or, being hated, don't give way to hating, And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise; If you can dream - and not make dreams your master; If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim; If you can meet with triumph and disaster And treat those two imposters just the same; If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, Or watch the things you gave your life to broken, And stoop and build 'em up with wornout tools; If you can make one heap of all your winnings And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss, And lose, and start again at your beginnings And never breath a word about your loss; If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew To serve your turn long after they are gone, And so hold on when there is nothing in you Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on"; If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, Or walk with kings - nor lose the common touch; If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you; If all men count with you, but none too much; If you can fill the unforgiving minute With sixty seconds' worth of distance run - Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it, And - which is more - you'll be a Man my son!