April 30, 2012
t minus 28
May 28, that’s when I take my boards. Last final for class is this Friday. It’s about time to freak out. But given the recent explosion in funny tumblr sites, I think my state of mind is best explained by animated GIFS (all courtesy of whatshouldwecallmedschool.tumblr.com):

When I'm at the library and a person near me takes a phone call, I'm like...

When I realize I don't remember what I studied 15 minutes ago

Trying to sleep the night before an exam

When someone tells me they don't like First Aid, I'm like...

Studying for boards

Every time I don't know a pathology question, I just think...
(sorry, a joke that probably only med students would get)

When your USMLE Qbank cumulative score finally breaks 60%

How I pick multiple choice answers by the end of the exam
Me in 28 days:

Taking STEP 1
January 10, 2012
stuff is getting real
We had a third year come talk to us tonight about what to expect/how to schedule for next year. What with being so excited to leave book studying behind me, I guess I never thought about how tough 3rd year would be physically. The girl who talked to us said that for her surgery rotation, her work days were 4am to 9:30pm!!!! Six days a week!!! OH. EM. GEE. That’s like banking hours, maybe even worse than banking hours. I get incredible lower back pain if I stand for too long, so I scared to think how my body is going to take this next year. Plus, I never even pulled an all nighter in college, so I don’t know how I’m going to handle the 24 hour shifts+calls. Holy crap…I hope I’m not constantly stress-sick next year.
Still super excited inspite of this though.
January 6, 2012
I got my hair cut yesterday because it was in serious need of a good trim. I’ve never had really good luck with stylists before so I tend to bounce around to different salons trying people out. The ONLY time I felt like I had finally found someone I trusted with my hair was the end of this summer in New York…but of course I was leaving the city so that relationship didn’t even get off the ground. And really, finding your own stylist is like finding a good husband — its hard!! So I went this nice salon in Bloomington, thinking that part of my problem before was that I was too cheap to pay for a good haircut. But after forking over the most money I’ve ever paid for a cut, and with an Asian stylist too (I don’t trust white people with my hair…its not a racist thing, Asian hair is just different), the result it that I look like a hermaphroditic Asian FOB. SHE CUT MY BANGS TOO SHORT. I wanted side bangs, the kind that sort of hides your eyes but you can tuck behind your ear, but instead they’re like ACTUAL bangs. I used to wonder what I’d look like with bangs, and now I know…not flattering at all. I really look like a boy. Especially since she thinned out the bottom too so it looks more full in the top than bottom. I have never been so annoyed after a haircut…. I’m almost desperate enough to go back to New York to see Edison (he’s my love at first sight stylist).
Oh, and we have our med school formal next weekend so now I have to figure out how to salvage my hair. Was just going to leave it down but now I’ll just look retarded. Greaaaat…
May 1, 2011
2 more days
Studying today was such a major fail. I have one exam left on Tuesday and my motivation has decided to go on summer break early. Plus, I did well in my other classes so I find it hard to care too much about this one anyway. But seriously…what an ADD day of studying it was. It kind of went something like this:
Open review book. Read 2 sentences about heme synthesis — oh there’s one disease that has symptoms similar to being a vampire (remember I haven’t watched the latest episode of Vampire Diaries yet…go and read synopsis of episode). Go on Facebook, look through Houseparties pictures of people I know. Ooh, there’s a video of Obama’s speech last night–watch that. (30 minutes later) Oops, back to studying. Read another half a page. Darn, I’m bored. I see Twizzlers on the table, yum! Munch munch munch…check Facebook again. No new updates since last time, pooh. Oh wait! It’s been 9 hours since I’ve read up on the movements of Kate and Will…check all leading British gossip sites for new tidbits. Look at pictures of the wedding I’ve seen 56 times already…gush again over Kate’s dress(es) and bemoan the fact I can’t marry a prince. Remind self I need to become less obsessed. Punishment is to go back to studying. Finally squeeze out a full 10 minutes of reading. Look at clock: oh, dinnertime (during which I watch aforementioned Vampire Diaries)!!
Sooo…yeah. Biochem sucks.
March 21, 2011
back to school…
…and i feel melancholy. there’s so much to do again, so much to think about — a non-stop stream of studystudystudytaketeststudystudytaketest… spring break was such a good break from that, i don’t want to resume the daily grind. sigh… and because school is over in 1 month+, i feel so bleh about everything. like, i only need to mentally drag myself through the next 6 weeks. gosh, i need some motivation.
(spring break recap when i feel more up to writing it.)
March 7, 2011
biochem test tomorrow…first one in a while that i feel unprepared for. i can’t keep all 30594489 enzymes straight in my head or remember whether it produced NADH, ATP or some other conglomeration of random letters. eeeeek
October 21, 2009
big T progress…
wow. going into lab for thesis has been sooo unproductive. so far, all i’ve done is stock reagents and put labels on everything. and spent 1 hour today trying to figure out how to work the PCR machine. it really doesn’t help when you have to make ALL the basic solutions yourself, something the lab manager would usually do. but because I’m working in an “extra” lab w/ no affiliation to any professor’s lab, I get nothing. boo hoo.
sorry…this post was also not productive, just a whine-post.
June 15, 2009
Post Jungle Training
I’m alive!!!! Three days in the jungle and I’ve collected quite a few bug bites, a little more calf muscle, and the knowledge of how to tie my own hammock. The entire time, I couldn’t help comparing it to OA, which might give some of you guys a little perspective on how different/same the jungle is.
In terms of hiking, this was waaaay more strenuous. We didn’t travel very far…the first day was only about 3-4 miles. The problem is, the majority of the paths here are either straight up or straight down. One of the guys at camp told me that people say this part of Honduras is all at a 30 degree incline. Some of the hills we climbed definitely felt like we were going 60 degrees up. And while going up is tiring, going down is just plain scary. There were several places where we just gave up walking and slid down the hills on our bottoms (and there’s so many British people here that I’m tempted to say “bum”). The paths were never straight, as well, always twisting and turning, going over fallen tree logs, under tree roots, over streams and across mud pits. It’s usually so narrow that even walking single file doesn’t prevent you from getting scraped and smacked in the face by tree branches and vine. In some places, the trail looks like it just disappears…thankfully we had amazing Honduran guides that led us through, or else I’m sure we would not have made it through so safely. (Btw, these guides have probably been walking these trails since they could walk. They run up and down those slopes I mentioned like its nothing and carry ridiculous amounts of stuff on their back and still travel twice as fast as we do.)
The second day, we hiked out to a river which was actually big enough for us to wash in. I went in with my bathing suit, but only ended up washing my arms and legs cause it was freeeeezing. But it was very very cool…I mean, bathing in shallow pools formed by rocky outcroppings, as the river flows over and down the hillside…that’s like stuff you only see in movies.
Food was definitely way below the quality of OA. We had to make our own fires, which was cool, but food consisted mainly of noodles, beans, and canned vegetables. Definitely not appetizing after more than one meal. Oh, how I longed for the cheese, sausage, and Nutella of OA fare. Meat is basically non-existent here…we get our protein from peanut butter, beans, and maybe some tuna. I guess large farm animals are few and far between around here. Last night though, we had fun toasting marshmallows and dough balls over the campfire, and this morning the guides taught us how to cook eggs over the fire using tree leaves. Mine failed cause I dropped it in the fire, haha, but I got some cool pictures of other people cooking.
We also learned how to set up hammocks, which is how we slept for the past three nights. I can’t say they’re as comfortable as people make them out to be; sleeping in a U shape with my feet and head above my butt doesn’t really do much for good blood circulation. Plus, there’s not much room to maneuver in a hammock, so it was a cramped 3 nights. It also gets dark around 6:30, and after the sun goes down its pitch black, which makes walking around in the forest a bit scary. Random noises in the night are also creepy, although mostly we could only hear crickets and birds. Apparently, somebody sighted a puma, but I’m not sure a large feline would come so near a noisy camp.
At any rate, I don’t think jungle training was very helpful in terms of teaching me how to survive in the jungle. I thought we’d be taught how to find edible leaves and berries and stuff like that, but nope…they didn’t even give us a crash course on what plants and animals to avoid. The only thing we got was “snakes: if you see one, don’t touch it!” Well, duh…tell me something I’m not already conditioned to do. So now if you throw me back in the jungle for a week with nothing, I’m sure I won’t survive more than a few days. Good thing that’s not going to happen.
Anyway, so now we’re back, and after a few days in the middle of nowhere, Base Camp feels like civilization. Showers, toilets, tents, FOOD….seriously, it’s like luxurious compared to jungle training. Which is probably why they make us do this the first week, so we’re not complaining about Base Camp the whole time. But it’s only been ONE week, and I feel like I’ve been here forever. I have 7 more to go!! Not sure how I’m going to survive that, but hopefully most weeks won’t be as dirty and tiring as this past one has been.
I’m currently writing this post as I’m waiting for the Internet to load. The cloud cover is pretty heavy (looks like its going to rain later), and the internet is waaaay slow. I’ve been waiting for Gmail to load for almost two hours now, but it’s still not working. You’ll see how long it takes when I finally get to post this.
Pictures later cause obviously this is soooo slow.
June 11, 2009
Jungle, here I come!
Originally posted June 8th, 2009.
I’m heading off to the wilderness in approximately 14 hours. I’m trying to enjoy the last comforts of a clean living environment, since I definitely will not be sleeping on a mattress or taking nice long hot showers everyday in Honduras. I actually have no idea how I’m going to survive 8 weeks without running water. Why did I sign up to do this again, especially since after OA I was determined never to repeat that experience? I guess I should take it like a (wo)man and suck it up. Anyway, I am reaaaally excited for this. Also, I managed to shove everything I need for 8 weeks into just my hiking pack and backpack…wheee, I’m proud of my stuffing skills. I just really really hope I didn’t forget anything, cause I don’t think there’s anymore room for anything else.
So I’m supposed to have interent access while I’m down there, but I think its satellite based, so it depends on the weather. So I don’t know how often it’ll work, but I’ll try to update as often as possible, and post pictures as well.
A few things you guys can pray for me about:
- safety/health : illness is probably my primary concern, especially knowing how many tropical diseases exist down there and all manners of yucky stuff. Also, that I won’t get mugged or anything, and since my Spanish is basically nonexistent, that I won’t get too lost.
- my project : even though I wrote my spring JP detailing what I’ll be doing, I still don’t have a really clear idea of how I’m going to turn this into a workable thesis…and hoping that I find worthwhile results is like shooting in the dark.
- maintaining spiritual disciplines : I’ve mentioned before that one reason I’m excited for this summer is that it will teach me to be alone with God. But I’m usually very bad at this (hence the usual spiritual lows during summers), so it might be easy for me to slip back into being complacent. I also don’t know what the people I’ll be with are like, but hopefully I’ll be able to find some good friends.
Yay…I’m sad to leave, but totally excited too. Adios!