In for the Long Haul
Thursday, September 22nd, 2005Ok…so today, I (and some of my classmates) decided to lift some stuff (what were they called again? "weights"?) - it was kinda nice to see the gang altogether after a not-so-productive day. (Such a ho-hum morning, coming to class as early as a rooster’s crow and finding out your prof won’t be in until 4 hours later. *&%*#$!) We’re gonna get buff come summertime (or die trying, hehe.)
Won first place again in a university competition(dang, is this what I pursued Medicine for?), this time collaborating with a 2nd year student in an on-the-spot art contest for College Week. I wish these things came with cash prices or some other kind of compensation (really running low on resources, hehe). Woot! Woot!
The reality of Medlife has somehow sunk in after these past few months…I no longer wonder why I need to spend 3-4 hours reading a book that I’ve no idea how to finish without slapping my face so I wouldn’t fall asleep (they’re soooo long), or why I need to boil water on Sunday evenings just to sterilize a bunch of scalpel handles and forceps for Monday’s dissection. This is the life I chose, this is the life I want. Doctor it is.
I miss a whole bunch of people. My old (yeah, they’re old alright) college buddies, my SSCW family, my best bud Carlo, and yeah, her. Not a day goes by that I don’t think of her. Always in my thoughts, she has probably become part of every cortical process in my semi-lunatic mind. I so miss you, girl.
