and if you think it can't get better...
A real update! My first test in medical school is over. Based on the scores that I have right now, I should be in a high B range borderline on A. I'm happy with the high B, my gunner days are over. As I was walking to my test yesterday morning, a guy was walking his dog and I stopped to pet the cutie pooch. My whole day started off well, I was positive through the entire rest of the exam. I was the least stressed I may have ever been in taking a test. The only moment of panic I had was when I actually had to push submit :)
After the test I came back, watched a little Sister Act 2 and then Esther and I went to the happy hour set up by our class. We went to Pickles Pub and had a fantastic time. I guess we got there around 5:15 or so...I had a total of 6 beers before 8:30. I was, needless to say, d-r-u-n-k. I called Adam, who then told his mother I was drunk. I called Basehore when I got home, and she laughed at me. Jessy told me how not to get a hangover. I was in bed and asleep by 12...and woke up sober but wide awake at 4 am! So I decided to sleep in this morning, skipped lecture and just went for lab. I watched the lectures later this afternoon and I'm totally caught up. I haven't missed anything yet in this block and hey...it's just medical school. You all trust me, right? ;)
My fun drunken night didn't even affect me today. I had an interview for this psychiatry program thing at 12:30...but unfortunately the guy, who's a psychiatrist, was totally "psyching" me if you know what I mean. I felt as if I were in a counseling session and not an interview. I don't have a CLUE how it went or what he thinks of me. Such is life.
It's 9:15 and I'm so tempted to just go to bed. I'm not stressing over anything, I'm just a little out of it. And my damn tv isn't working again. I have to yell at Sean. again. gah. That's the end for today. I'll keep you folks updated :)
After the test I came back, watched a little Sister Act 2 and then Esther and I went to the happy hour set up by our class. We went to Pickles Pub and had a fantastic time. I guess we got there around 5:15 or so...I had a total of 6 beers before 8:30. I was, needless to say, d-r-u-n-k. I called Adam, who then told his mother I was drunk. I called Basehore when I got home, and she laughed at me. Jessy told me how not to get a hangover. I was in bed and asleep by 12...and woke up sober but wide awake at 4 am! So I decided to sleep in this morning, skipped lecture and just went for lab. I watched the lectures later this afternoon and I'm totally caught up. I haven't missed anything yet in this block and hey...it's just medical school. You all trust me, right? ;)
My fun drunken night didn't even affect me today. I had an interview for this psychiatry program thing at 12:30...but unfortunately the guy, who's a psychiatrist, was totally "psyching" me if you know what I mean. I felt as if I were in a counseling session and not an interview. I don't have a CLUE how it went or what he thinks of me. Such is life.
It's 9:15 and I'm so tempted to just go to bed. I'm not stressing over anything, I'm just a little out of it. And my damn tv isn't working again. I have to yell at Sean. again. gah. That's the end for today. I'll keep you folks updated :)