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How do these ads know all about my MCAT bidness! Stop tailoring that "24 MCAT SCORE? 2.75 GPA?" thing at me, LJ.
I've been taking it easy during the last third of summer: going to my internship at the GI clinic, coming home to sleep, and study. I lost a little weight over summer, and while it wasn't as much as I had hoped, I am pleased that it went down rather than up. I have plans to incorporate more exercise during the school year and to not eat as freely. I guess this means I'll have to start making my own Greek salads, haha. This is the first time in a while that I'm seeing myself eat more fruits and veggies, drink more water, and being more conscious of what I eat. The hardest part is always the nutrition, but I'll continue to work at it. I'm going to buy a scale down in Charlottesville to keep up with the weighing. It's definitely kept me in check, and I don't want to develop the nasty aversion to the scale again.
Schoolwise, I'm still studying for my MCAT. I'm retaking it again in January, which means I can't take my precious twenty credits during the fall semester. Oh well, I'll see how many I can fit in the spring. I'm going to apply to medical school next year because I will be a stronger competitor by then. This means I'll have to work for one year after graduating, which isn't bad at all. In fact, I think it would be great to get a taste of a real, hard-earned paycheck. I'm applying to be an ER scribe at the UVA hospital, where I work PT during the school year before transitioning to FT after graduation. Working there would be the most convenient for me, but if I don't get it, I can always arrange to be a scribe here where my family lives. The only problem is that my parents will most likely want me to live with them. Financially, it makes sense. Realistically, I will feel like a grounded thirteen year old.
Another thing about having a job up here is that the non-UVA hospital requires me to work at least two years in their setting, which means I will have to make weekend trips during the spring semester in order to secure that position for the summer + all of next year. What kind of bullshittery is this? I'm also bummed that I did not think about getting a phlebotomy certificate during the past three years, because they get so many more opportunities than a fresh-faced graduate! Darn it.
I know, I've become a boring person. If only I could go back to being a crazy drunkard or an Internet dweeb, but alas, the former is too detrimental for my thighs, and the latter for my brain. Medicine is my life now, and I'm kind of okay with that. :)
OH WAIT I REMEMBER. I watched Toy Story 3 with my boyfriend last weekend, and it was utterly traumatizing. During the last twenty minutes, all I could think was, "What the holy nugget is going on, and how did this pass with a G rating." *____*
I've been taking it easy during the last third of summer: going to my internship at the GI clinic, coming home to sleep, and study. I lost a little weight over summer, and while it wasn't as much as I had hoped, I am pleased that it went down rather than up. I have plans to incorporate more exercise during the school year and to not eat as freely. I guess this means I'll have to start making my own Greek salads, haha. This is the first time in a while that I'm seeing myself eat more fruits and veggies, drink more water, and being more conscious of what I eat. The hardest part is always the nutrition, but I'll continue to work at it. I'm going to buy a scale down in Charlottesville to keep up with the weighing. It's definitely kept me in check, and I don't want to develop the nasty aversion to the scale again.
Schoolwise, I'm still studying for my MCAT. I'm retaking it again in January, which means I can't take my precious twenty credits during the fall semester. Oh well, I'll see how many I can fit in the spring. I'm going to apply to medical school next year because I will be a stronger competitor by then. This means I'll have to work for one year after graduating, which isn't bad at all. In fact, I think it would be great to get a taste of a real, hard-earned paycheck. I'm applying to be an ER scribe at the UVA hospital, where I work PT during the school year before transitioning to FT after graduation. Working there would be the most convenient for me, but if I don't get it, I can always arrange to be a scribe here where my family lives. The only problem is that my parents will most likely want me to live with them. Financially, it makes sense. Realistically, I will feel like a grounded thirteen year old.
Another thing about having a job up here is that the non-UVA hospital requires me to work at least two years in their setting, which means I will have to make weekend trips during the spring semester in order to secure that position for the summer + all of next year. What kind of bullshittery is this? I'm also bummed that I did not think about getting a phlebotomy certificate during the past three years, because they get so many more opportunities than a fresh-faced graduate! Darn it.
I know, I've become a boring person. If only I could go back to being a crazy drunkard or an Internet dweeb, but alas, the former is too detrimental for my thighs, and the latter for my brain. Medicine is my life now, and I'm kind of okay with that. :)
OH WAIT I REMEMBER. I watched Toy Story 3 with my boyfriend last weekend, and it was utterly traumatizing. During the last twenty minutes, all I could think was, "What the holy nugget is going on, and how did this pass with a G rating." *____*