Today felt long. Paperwork, homework, a whole lot of studying, an attempt at lifting which just led to me eating everything in sight, many hours of class, and few minutes of social interaction. I've been attempting to dedicate time studying at least 6 days out of the week. I wasn't a nut like that in undergrad. I earned good grades, but I also did a ton of procrastination and cramming. I flash back to those times when I somehow thought I'd be able to teach myself 8 chapters worth of genetics or organic chemistry in a night. Around 6 am when my eyes were twitching and there was dried ramen stuck to my pants I'd wonder WHY DO I DO THIS?! Of course, I'd do it again the next time around. Many classes came much easier. I'd look over a review once before the test, walk out with a 98, and feel like a superstar. Those were the classes I was very interested in and made immediate sense for life and career application (all my health studies courses). However, not all classes seemed immediately applicable (really, when will I use the Hardy-Weinberg equation as a Doctor?). As the story goes, after a late night of crazy studying and about 45 minutes of sleep I would walk out with a decent grade and go on with my weekend. Then I'd forget most of the details I crammed, but what does it matter? NEWS FLASH: IT MATTERS. For the MCATs, for grad school, for research, for med school. You need to retain, understand, and apply. Further studies have showed me how connected it all is. So I'm trying to better my study habits so I can further utilize my knowledge beyond the tests. That's why we go to school, right? To actually USE what we learn.
I write this while watching the season 3 premiere of The Mindy Project. I hope when I'm a doctor I'll be as stylin' as her...minus the ties.
I write this while watching the season 3 premiere of The Mindy Project. I hope when I'm a doctor I'll be as stylin' as her...minus the ties.