Today: morning lecture by a Burmese lecturer who was 20 minutes late, PBL discussion that ended with sexual function issues, surprising a college friend, red velvet cake and free-loading Papa John's for lunch, blogging (when I was suppose to be studying) in the library while waiting for my 4.30pm clinical skills session.
So I'm at that point of my life when my Google search engine's latest history is filled with words like 'autacoids', 'antihistamine' or 'therapeutic index', and my table half-occupied by 2 files of lecture notes, a pathology text book and an ancient pharmacology reference book passed down from my mom.
It's just the beginning, they say, and I don't doubt it.
On the bright side, I don't mind having my life dominated by medicine, not yet at least. Although this path promises nothing but major sleep deprivation somewhere down the road and maybe a little loss or gain of weight due to immense stress and the stacks of ever-expanding notes alongside the knowledge that's going allow me to save lives someday, I hope I'll never truly mind dedicating my life to this line of profession. I hope by the end of the day, I'll be able to say that I wouldn't have it any other way.
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