April 28, 2010
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4.28/2010
I'm about to finish my first year here at MEDPREP, and I'm feeling good. Recently, I was thinking about how time gives perspective to things. Here's an appropriate example: In the beginning, when I got here, I saw MEDPREP as purgatory, as repenting for my academic sins. Initially, I saw nearly every day as hell, but a necessary evil that I needed to overcome in order to attain something better for myself and future family. This perspective has changed, however. I now understand that I wasn't a bit ready for medical school. Sure, if I had gotten in, I may have adapted eventually, but it would have been a desperate struggle.
Now, I feel different. I know it's cliche to refer to it this way, but I feel as though I've leveled up academically. I'm shedding my sophomoric, pubescent academic persona and truly understanding how to take tons of information, condense it, connect it, and understand the larger picture. I guess I needed Duke to wake me up. I needed Duke to kick my ass in the sciences to understand how to begin to study effectively. I also needed MEDPREP to teach me that classes are not a free-for-all, they're a team-sport. If you work in a study group, you lighten the mental load and the amount of stress.
About the MCAT. I think I'm beginning to understand it now. Much like epiphanies in Melee and Halo, I'm beginning to feel like I'm approaching my potential. My biological knowledge seems solid, physics definitely seems solid (something I couldn't have said more than a year ago), and my chemistry and organic chemistry knowledge seems sufficient. If I can raise my chemical knowledge, especially in acids and bases, solutions, and electrochemistry, I feel as though I could murder the MCAT.
23 days left until the MCAT.
I foolishly purchased Super Street Fighter 4. It was clearly an impulse purchase. Clearly. I wasn't great at Street Fighter 4, I recognized that fact early on, and I doubt I'm going to get any better at the upgraded version. I guess the fact that it was forty dollars and that I could sell the PS3 and XBOX 360 versions of SF4 to get it went to my head. Sigh... what happened to my common sense?
I have to clarify. Super Street Fighter 4 isn't a bad game by any means. I can see it's fun, but I just can't get into it. I've been pretty much the same way with nearly every Street Fighter, Marvel vs. Capcom, Darkstalkers, installment. My brain just doesn't understand the system, because its not intuitive to me. Smash Bros., PowerStone, Soul Calibur, and Halo, however, were nothing but intuitive.
Sigh... -_-
My Wii got stolen, but not from my house. I lent it to a friend to help her with her vocabulary and she left it at her boyfriend's house, where it was subsequently stolen. She came to me upset over the weekend, finally telling me that it had been stolen. I didn't care. "I know this sounds horrible," I said, "but I wouldn't have lent it to you if it were important. My Wii was collecting dust anyway." Sure, it was her fault for it being stolen, because I didn't leave the Wii in her boyfriend's care, I left it in hers, but why cry over spilt milk? Playing the blame game wasn't going to bring it back. Plus, I didn't think I'd even miss it.
Meh...
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