Ok I'm not completely crazy (well maybe I am...) Anyway, I'm taking this series of videos featuring Kolya the Kat because I'm taking care of him for a friend who had to leave early. Because they literally take an hour with our delightfully slow internet connection to share via skype, I'm posting them on my blog. So just grin and bear with how pathetic they are, because they make said friend smile to see her "kitty." Also, yes, I am well aware how much of a disaster area my apartment is right now. I'm leaving in less than three weeks, and stuff is accumulating into respective and appropriate piles for easy cleaning!
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Thursday, November 18, 2010
Totally unproductive day
Wow, I literally have done almost NOTHING today so far. One path packet and three pages of a pharm packet... Some days I just cannot focus. I think I had too much caffeine at lunch. Two cokes? Perhaps that was a bad idea...At the moment I'm sitting here in the study room beebopping in my head to "Dance in the Dark" by Lady Gaga. What a sad song, yet it's one of those dance floor stompers that makes me forget I'm in a room with one hundred other people... I cannot recall how many times I've come THIS CLOSE to busting out in song or gesticulation...So far I've caught myself every single time. I'm waiting for that sad day when I don't catch myself and shout out the lyrics to some of the gayest songs ever...I have actually had a similar occurrence. I was listening to the song "Candyman" by Christina Aguilera (ok what does all this say about my taste in music, haha) and my headphone jack got knocked out. Awkward party of ME your table's ready...Of course this never happens when I'm listening to songs like "Enter Sandman" or "Thank God I'm A Country Boy"...oh no...it must always be the booty shaking songs...or as my former coworker Nasty says "hoochalolly." Gahhh sometimes I miss working right next to her putrid micro lab....
Tuesday, November 16, 2010
It's all about perspective
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qqikqw_RPd0&feature=related
Watching this GEM of a match on youtube. During the prematch commentary, Bud Collins, whom I find incredibly annoying, speaks of Steffi Graf as an underdog and a long shot in this match. He also stated that Steffi Graf was going to mature to be a "fine player." My half asleep brain did a Scooby Doo/Tim Taylor "uuuughhhhh???" Steffi Graf? We are talking about the same Steffi Graf. It was just funny to me because I predate this match by about four weeks, so for my entire life Steffi Graf has been a tennis giant. And with that...why am I still awake....
Watching this GEM of a match on youtube. During the prematch commentary, Bud Collins, whom I find incredibly annoying, speaks of Steffi Graf as an underdog and a long shot in this match. He also stated that Steffi Graf was going to mature to be a "fine player." My half asleep brain did a Scooby Doo/Tim Taylor "uuuughhhhh???" Steffi Graf? We are talking about the same Steffi Graf. It was just funny to me because I predate this match by about four weeks, so for my entire life Steffi Graf has been a tennis giant. And with that...why am I still awake....
Sunday, November 14, 2010
Fourth Semester Banquet
Last night was our banquet celebrating what should be (hopefully) our last semester on the island. I wasn't overly thrilled about going, but then again I'm usually not bouncing on the tips of my toes in giddy delight at the prospect of being crammed in a small space with several hundred obnoxious inebriated buffoons. That is indeed what turned out to happen, but thankfully I was able to avoid most of said individuals and just have a good time with my friends. Ok ok, I MIGHT have danced with a certain professor known for her chipper demeanor and ability to teach Renal physiology...
The food was not the best, and it turned out that it made a lot of people sick. I would imagine that the food had been cooked several hours before our banquet began and that the various species of E. coli said PARTAY! at Cabrits...which then extended to the GI tracts of unsuspecting medical students.
I still continue to be amazed at how a lot of my peers haven't quite left the high school/first two years of college mentality. You know the attitude whereby we need to get blitzed and act like complete idiots in front of everybody, and how everybody else things it's AWESOME! Personally, I enjoy my wine, and yeah, I might enjoy dancing, but my clothes stay on, and I do not get in other people's "business." Perhaps I also have a little bit of perspective and self respect. I keep the getting the feeling that most of my peers have absolutely no idea what the real world entails, and went straight from party undergrad without actually having to step into the real world. It just bothers me that they A) feel inclined to act that way to begin with, B) feel inclined to do so in public, and C) think it's the greatest thing since sliced bread.
Somebody do please explain to me why it's a good idea to chemically alter oneself to the point of memory loss...and try also to explain why it's simply delightful to do that REPEATEDLY.
The food was not the best, and it turned out that it made a lot of people sick. I would imagine that the food had been cooked several hours before our banquet began and that the various species of E. coli said PARTAY! at Cabrits...which then extended to the GI tracts of unsuspecting medical students.
I still continue to be amazed at how a lot of my peers haven't quite left the high school/first two years of college mentality. You know the attitude whereby we need to get blitzed and act like complete idiots in front of everybody, and how everybody else things it's AWESOME! Personally, I enjoy my wine, and yeah, I might enjoy dancing, but my clothes stay on, and I do not get in other people's "business." Perhaps I also have a little bit of perspective and self respect. I keep the getting the feeling that most of my peers have absolutely no idea what the real world entails, and went straight from party undergrad without actually having to step into the real world. It just bothers me that they A) feel inclined to act that way to begin with, B) feel inclined to do so in public, and C) think it's the greatest thing since sliced bread.
Somebody do please explain to me why it's a good idea to chemically alter oneself to the point of memory loss...and try also to explain why it's simply delightful to do that REPEATEDLY.
Thursday, November 11, 2010
Mi Vida Loca
If you're coming with me you need nerves of steel
'Cause I take corners on two wheels
It's a never-ending circus ride
The faint of heart need not apply
Mi vida loca over and over
Destiny turns on a dime
I go where the wind blows
You can't tame a wild rose
Welcome to my crazy life
Sweetheart before this night is through
I could fall in love with you
Come dancing on the edge with me
Let my passion set you free
Mi vida loca over and over
Destiny turns on a dime
I go where the wind blows
You can't tame a wild rose
Welcome to my crazy life
Here in the firelight I see your tattoo
Mi vida loco, so you're crazy too
Mi vida loca over and over
Destiny turns on a dime
I go where the wind blows
You can't tame a wild rose
Welcome to my crazy life
We'll go where the wind blows
And I'll be a wild rose
Welcome to my crazy life
-- "Mi Vida Loca" Pam Tillis
'Cause I take corners on two wheels
It's a never-ending circus ride
The faint of heart need not apply
Mi vida loca over and over
Destiny turns on a dime
I go where the wind blows
You can't tame a wild rose
Welcome to my crazy life
Sweetheart before this night is through
I could fall in love with you
Come dancing on the edge with me
Let my passion set you free
Mi vida loca over and over
Destiny turns on a dime
I go where the wind blows
You can't tame a wild rose
Welcome to my crazy life
Here in the firelight I see your tattoo
Mi vida loco, so you're crazy too
Mi vida loca over and over
Destiny turns on a dime
I go where the wind blows
You can't tame a wild rose
Welcome to my crazy life
We'll go where the wind blows
And I'll be a wild rose
Welcome to my crazy life
-- "Mi Vida Loca" Pam Tillis
37 Days and Counting!
It's that point in the semester where every single person has a countdown. It's also usually the exact same countdown: how many days until we go home. Most people in my semester are all leaving on either Friday the 17th or Saturday the 18th. I myself am leaving the 18th, and hopefully it's for good. I went to Miami this past weekend to find a place, and hopefully no ugly little surprises will pop up and prevent me from moving in!
Exam 2 over and done! The results were much better overall, no nasty pharm surprises! Once again my highest grades were in questions and subjects directly related to the clinical practice of medicine as opposed to recitation of encyclopedic facts. They have their merit, but I am not, and never have been overly skilled in the rote memorization of vast tracts of seemingly unrelated facts. String them together or give them some direct relevance and we have a different story, but in fairness to my professors it's difficult to do that for every single thing. SO we get stuck with rote memorization of vast tracts...blah blah blah. I find I have to study a bit less for the clinical information because up until now we've learned most of that hands on. That can be more nerve wracking at first, but I enjoy being in the clinical setting. Perhaps this bodes well for me as a practicing physician???
Sidenote: there is a bird that loves to sit in the entryway to my building and CHIRP its blasted mating call at 645 in the morning. The main downside about my building is that everything that happens in said entryway can be heard by every single tenant. Said bird might find itself dead and stuffed if it doesn't leave me alone. Ok, I'm not really THAT violent. Sometimes it likes to come sit on my windowsill and do its chirpy thing, in which case I usually go bang on the window to make it leave.
Exam 2 over and done! The results were much better overall, no nasty pharm surprises! Once again my highest grades were in questions and subjects directly related to the clinical practice of medicine as opposed to recitation of encyclopedic facts. They have their merit, but I am not, and never have been overly skilled in the rote memorization of vast tracts of seemingly unrelated facts. String them together or give them some direct relevance and we have a different story, but in fairness to my professors it's difficult to do that for every single thing. SO we get stuck with rote memorization of vast tracts...blah blah blah. I find I have to study a bit less for the clinical information because up until now we've learned most of that hands on. That can be more nerve wracking at first, but I enjoy being in the clinical setting. Perhaps this bodes well for me as a practicing physician???
Sidenote: there is a bird that loves to sit in the entryway to my building and CHIRP its blasted mating call at 645 in the morning. The main downside about my building is that everything that happens in said entryway can be heard by every single tenant. Said bird might find itself dead and stuffed if it doesn't leave me alone. Ok, I'm not really THAT violent. Sometimes it likes to come sit on my windowsill and do its chirpy thing, in which case I usually go bang on the window to make it leave.
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