Belay
I don't want to study Genetics anymore.
Instead, I sit here in the two hours before the exam, reading random crap on the internet, watching the snow tumble out of the sky, and pet a purring kitten in front of the fireplace.
I am certianly not studying genetics.
The semester for all intents and purposes is over, it ended some time yesterday between the end of the physiology exam and studying for the final final. My head feels like I am wearing some sort of unfashionable rubber helmet designed to filter out any stray thoughts or ideas that might try and take root in my brain. Coffee doesn't help, sleep doesn't help, nothing does, the well is just dry, it needs time to refill.
It's not as if I miss leisure time, god knows I had enough of it before coming here, it's just that for the first time I appretiate it.
It still blows my mind that we are all going to be physicians someday, this feels just like it would have when I first got to college if college was really as hard as my parents and teachers kept telling me it was going to be. Maybe we really do grow up the most when we aren't even aware of it, or maybe I am just never going to grow up.
Instead, I sit here in the two hours before the exam, reading random crap on the internet, watching the snow tumble out of the sky, and pet a purring kitten in front of the fireplace.
I am certianly not studying genetics.
The semester for all intents and purposes is over, it ended some time yesterday between the end of the physiology exam and studying for the final final. My head feels like I am wearing some sort of unfashionable rubber helmet designed to filter out any stray thoughts or ideas that might try and take root in my brain. Coffee doesn't help, sleep doesn't help, nothing does, the well is just dry, it needs time to refill.
It's not as if I miss leisure time, god knows I had enough of it before coming here, it's just that for the first time I appretiate it.
It still blows my mind that we are all going to be physicians someday, this feels just like it would have when I first got to college if college was really as hard as my parents and teachers kept telling me it was going to be. Maybe we really do grow up the most when we aren't even aware of it, or maybe I am just never going to grow up.