This corrupt world we live in
It is so crazy how the simplest things can speak so loudly to you. I just got finished reading some friends' LiveJournal's and there seemed to be a constant theme throughout them--being black or being different from others and how this affects us. It is something I try not to bring up often because I DON'T WANT TO BELIEVE we still have racism in this country but I have to realize that it has never went away. It is just so sad to think that we have come so far and achieved so much but "others" still do not see our worth or still do not believe we are on the same "level" as them. Who do they think they are? Clearly, they are not God and Black is beautiful.
Attending medical school has been a very trying time for me. It has been a roller coaster, I must say. I thought just coming to medical school and dealing with the amount of information we had to learn would be enough to make me go crazy and that would be hard enough to deal with. But aside from that, I have to deal with being VERY MUCH in the minority and seeing white people everywhere I turn. And don't get me wrong, I DON'T consider myself a racist. I went to a predominanty white high school and thought I would be prepared for such a change. But I was wrong. These people, for some odd reason, think they are smarter than the black students, think we got in because of affirmative action, believe their white friends should have gotten in ahead of us and we do not deserve to be here. What the hell? And what makes you think we are not smart and CAN DEFINITELY become a better doctor than you? It's just something I never did understand but when I think about it, I try to get to the root of the problem and I feel that everyone is a product of how they were brought up. I have to realize that some of these students were brought up around "seddity" white folks who down-talked black people and make us look like we are below them. So, I try to just blame their parents or family. It's what keeps me at ease.
So, my birthday is tomorrow and I'll be 23. That is SO CRAZY to me because I remember things from my childhood so vividly. One thing I remember VERY vividly is my 10th birthday. I think it was one of my best birthday's and it seems like it was yesterday. But hold up, it will be 13 YEARS AGO! WTF! That is crazy to me. It is hard to believe that I'll be 23. I feel so independent yet so young. I was telling some friends and family this past weekend that I think I will cry when I turn 30. Not because I am superficial or that I will be sad, it is just IT WILL BE SO SURREAL! When I turned 21, I was like, okay Jeremy, you are legal now, you can pretty much do anything you want to do now. And I was fine with that. FINE WITH BEING 21! I didn't want to get a day older after that! But shit, 2 years have already passed within the blink of an eye, it seems like, and that just goes to show that these next years will fly by. It was surreal for me to be starting medical school knowing that I have been wanting to be a doctor since I was 5, but I have to deal with it and move on. So guess what? I have to take these 23 years I been on this earth and learn from it. I have to move on with it and know that it has been a CRAZY 23 years that has had it share of joy, tears, happiness, sadness, a little bit of everything. I must say though, I am aging rather gracefully if I had to say so myself. It feels GREAT to walk in 21 and over clubs and being asked for my ID. Lord knows the days when I stop being asked for my ID will be very bad for me, lol. I just hope to stay young at heart and never stop doing what I want to do. Well, until next time.
Attending medical school has been a very trying time for me. It has been a roller coaster, I must say. I thought just coming to medical school and dealing with the amount of information we had to learn would be enough to make me go crazy and that would be hard enough to deal with. But aside from that, I have to deal with being VERY MUCH in the minority and seeing white people everywhere I turn. And don't get me wrong, I DON'T consider myself a racist. I went to a predominanty white high school and thought I would be prepared for such a change. But I was wrong. These people, for some odd reason, think they are smarter than the black students, think we got in because of affirmative action, believe their white friends should have gotten in ahead of us and we do not deserve to be here. What the hell? And what makes you think we are not smart and CAN DEFINITELY become a better doctor than you? It's just something I never did understand but when I think about it, I try to get to the root of the problem and I feel that everyone is a product of how they were brought up. I have to realize that some of these students were brought up around "seddity" white folks who down-talked black people and make us look like we are below them. So, I try to just blame their parents or family. It's what keeps me at ease.
So, my birthday is tomorrow and I'll be 23. That is SO CRAZY to me because I remember things from my childhood so vividly. One thing I remember VERY vividly is my 10th birthday. I think it was one of my best birthday's and it seems like it was yesterday. But hold up, it will be 13 YEARS AGO! WTF! That is crazy to me. It is hard to believe that I'll be 23. I feel so independent yet so young. I was telling some friends and family this past weekend that I think I will cry when I turn 30. Not because I am superficial or that I will be sad, it is just IT WILL BE SO SURREAL! When I turned 21, I was like, okay Jeremy, you are legal now, you can pretty much do anything you want to do now. And I was fine with that. FINE WITH BEING 21! I didn't want to get a day older after that! But shit, 2 years have already passed within the blink of an eye, it seems like, and that just goes to show that these next years will fly by. It was surreal for me to be starting medical school knowing that I have been wanting to be a doctor since I was 5, but I have to deal with it and move on. So guess what? I have to take these 23 years I been on this earth and learn from it. I have to move on with it and know that it has been a CRAZY 23 years that has had it share of joy, tears, happiness, sadness, a little bit of everything. I must say though, I am aging rather gracefully if I had to say so myself. It feels GREAT to walk in 21 and over clubs and being asked for my ID. Lord knows the days when I stop being asked for my ID will be very bad for me, lol. I just hope to stay young at heart and never stop doing what I want to do. Well, until next time.