Ramblings for the day
I am going to sit here and complain to whoever will listen for the next few minutes. I am fried looking at skin lesions and the coorelating pathology. I am sick of Nebraska. I want to be somewhere warm, sunny, and cheerful. I want to be somewhere where people aren't so conservative that when you say the word 'sex' or even 'naked' you get a don't raised eyebrow and tons of prayers for your soul but maybe a laugh instead. I want to be somewhere where medical school is just a memory. A memory of 'what the hell was I thinking' and 'thank goodness it's over'. Not that I'm going to quit, but this is my fantasy right now, so let me have it.
One of my biggest problems with Nebraska is that as hick-ish as a lot of people here are, their are also very vein and superficial and into looks. It's all about being a pretty girl and who wears the most makeup in the most modern way. They think high-heels with jeans are the way to go. Who wears those? ESPECIALLY when all you have to do for the day is go to leture for a few hours and then study your butt off for the rest of the day.
Speaking of studying one's butt off - by the end of the week, my butt is going to just be a big void from spending all of my 'free' time at school in the library. By free time I mean time I'm not in class. Derm isn't all that bad - exfept two lectures that are jammed packed with stuff. I just complained about them, though, so I won't trouble you with the details for a second time.
Social life in medical school is such: when you get together with friends, it is either to celebrate being done with something in school or to study. There isn't much time for anything else. Days (plural) after tests are filled with laying around and thinking about how many things you should get done before the next week/test cycle begins and then not doing them because you'd rather be dooing nothing than something. Socializing here is a lot of drinking and movies. I don't do either a whole lot, but I do drink more now than I ever did in undergraduate. I don't like to spend money, so that helps me to avoid drunken-movie-watching-oholic syndrome that may occur in some in medical school.
I'm going in cycles about being bitter with said California guy. On one hand, I can't blame him. On the other hand, I wish he would have said something to me earlier, because the every three month thing could have been remidied. Obviously, there are some details here that I'm not sharing, but it all makes sense in my confused little mind.
My cold of last week isn't gone, but it is getting significantly better. I got a prescription for a decongestant that seems to really be helping my ears. They are clearing a little bit and they aren't ringing so badly anymore. I have more energy and my nose isn't quite like a leaky faucet. Good thing, since my week is packed.
I am missing a free dinner tonight, to study. It was with the surgery interest group and it is about the summer surgial rotation that I did last summer. It would have been nice to go see Dr. Ernst, but I just don't have the time.
I asked one of my male classmates what time he was leaving tonight. I don't want to walk to my car alone in the dark, but I don't want to leave for home any earlier than I have too either. He asked me why I was worried, and why other girls here were worried. Is this an unsafe neighborhood? NO. Am I really worried about anythign? NO. Then why? What is the big deal. Maybe it's because he's male. Maybe it's becuase he's a lot oder than me. It has just been entered into my brain that if you are walking through a campus, or pretty much anywhere, at night, it's better not to do it alone. I would be an easy target with my big backpack.
It's 5:30 right now, which means that I can get in a good 5+ hours of studying still if I put my nose to the grindstone and go for it. I hope I don't forget to shower tonight. That would be bad.
One of my biggest problems with Nebraska is that as hick-ish as a lot of people here are, their are also very vein and superficial and into looks. It's all about being a pretty girl and who wears the most makeup in the most modern way. They think high-heels with jeans are the way to go. Who wears those? ESPECIALLY when all you have to do for the day is go to leture for a few hours and then study your butt off for the rest of the day.
Speaking of studying one's butt off - by the end of the week, my butt is going to just be a big void from spending all of my 'free' time at school in the library. By free time I mean time I'm not in class. Derm isn't all that bad - exfept two lectures that are jammed packed with stuff. I just complained about them, though, so I won't trouble you with the details for a second time.
Social life in medical school is such: when you get together with friends, it is either to celebrate being done with something in school or to study. There isn't much time for anything else. Days (plural) after tests are filled with laying around and thinking about how many things you should get done before the next week/test cycle begins and then not doing them because you'd rather be dooing nothing than something. Socializing here is a lot of drinking and movies. I don't do either a whole lot, but I do drink more now than I ever did in undergraduate. I don't like to spend money, so that helps me to avoid drunken-movie-watching-oholic syndrome that may occur in some in medical school.
I'm going in cycles about being bitter with said California guy. On one hand, I can't blame him. On the other hand, I wish he would have said something to me earlier, because the every three month thing could have been remidied. Obviously, there are some details here that I'm not sharing, but it all makes sense in my confused little mind.
My cold of last week isn't gone, but it is getting significantly better. I got a prescription for a decongestant that seems to really be helping my ears. They are clearing a little bit and they aren't ringing so badly anymore. I have more energy and my nose isn't quite like a leaky faucet. Good thing, since my week is packed.
I am missing a free dinner tonight, to study. It was with the surgery interest group and it is about the summer surgial rotation that I did last summer. It would have been nice to go see Dr. Ernst, but I just don't have the time.
I asked one of my male classmates what time he was leaving tonight. I don't want to walk to my car alone in the dark, but I don't want to leave for home any earlier than I have too either. He asked me why I was worried, and why other girls here were worried. Is this an unsafe neighborhood? NO. Am I really worried about anythign? NO. Then why? What is the big deal. Maybe it's because he's male. Maybe it's becuase he's a lot oder than me. It has just been entered into my brain that if you are walking through a campus, or pretty much anywhere, at night, it's better not to do it alone. I would be an easy target with my big backpack.
It's 5:30 right now, which means that I can get in a good 5+ hours of studying still if I put my nose to the grindstone and go for it. I hope I don't forget to shower tonight. That would be bad.
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