Done with my first semester of medical school that is. I refuse to feel guilty for doing absolutely nothing for the next 2 weeks. It ended with only a slight whimper since the final was comprehensive. Total we had 120 hours of lecture to learn in a little under 2 months. Could I tell you any of it? Nope. But not because I don't know it. I refuse to talk about school outside of school in any serious terms. I prefer to be happy and pretend I am just a lazy undergrad who never has to remember anything. But seriously I feel great! Today I realized that eventually it will end. Not the learning as a whole, but the lecture, book, test cycle type of learning. Someday I will know stuff and not have to prove it by filling in tiny, annoying bubbles. I'll have to prove it by improving the lives of others in statistically significant numbers.
So I don't really like Christmas. In fact, my mother nicknamed me Amy-neezer Scrooge and it seems to have stuck since I get called Neezer year-round now by various persons. I don't mind because it is the most awesome nickname I have ever had. The few things I enjoy about Christmas are the tree, the lights, the cookies that I make myself, and the snow. I am not very fond of the songs and I have an extreme distaste for presents. I like birthday presents because I feel everyone should acknowledge what an accomplishment it truly is to keep myself alive year after year. But I don't feel like Christmas is much to celebrate in the means of my own life. I didn't do anything. And living for a year doesn't count because that's what my birthday is for. All I did was, uh, be around? I am an entity and so I should get presents from people I talk to I suppose. I also am pretty upset that if I find something I want to give to somebody I have to wait. I would rather give it to them as a surprise the day I find it before Christmas. They expect it on Christmas. I also don't like how every December I have to clean my room just to fit all the stuff I'll be cleaning out next year. And I never get summer related items. And I feel as if I am not allowed to buy anything for myself in the entire month of December because someone might have gotten it for me already. It's just a bad set-up all around. The things I enjoy about Christmas are really just what I enjoy about seasons. I like that reds and oranges and yellows are prevalent in fall. I enjoy the mild weather in the spring. And I love the popsicles and snowcones and ice cream in the summer. Winter is just lights and snow and cookies. AND THAT'S ALL!
Nothing has happened in the last few weeks so don't complain that I didn't update at all. I get to have sushi tonight! Also, we have prom on Friday, but I don't think I will be attending. I thought I could only go for the first two years, but I guess you can go all the way through fourth year. But maybe I'll go because I want to make sure that fourth years are still alive and that third years do, in fact, exist. Also, I don't want to mention names or certain professional schools, but before you complain to a medical student that you are struggling more in your studies than they are in theirs you may want to take into account that you may not be as smart as they are and so simpler things are just naturally harder for you. So yes, your school may be harder for you, but it is not harder overall. And no I don't mean anyone in undergrad or below. And no I am not full of myself. I just would like people to stop telling me that what I am doing is a cake walk. I just like smiling. That doesn't mean school is easy, it means I handle stress well. And that whoever is bothering me probably has meltdowns in traffic jams.
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