all quiet on the western front...
i've got to get out...
the center of this city almost totally shuts down on the weekend. without twenty thousand commuters shuttling into their 9-to-5 gigs, there's none of the street traffic and bustle to make it feel like the vibrant urban center i've convinced myself it is.
save for the sirens... (see immediately previous post)
after what was a really long first week and with the bosox playing on local tv, i was really looking forward to catching up on some rest and some work, while taking in the rare tv broadcasts of the hometown team playing out here. needless to say, i've been holed up in the apartment way too much... at least tomorrow, i'm going to get up to the city for the game (although i really didn't get enough studying put in to justifiy a whole day away--there's our first anatomy quiz on monday)
well, monday's going to show up much quicker than i would have hoped, and, if i'm lucky, i'll be prepared for this quiz...
having been in school for a full week now, i have to say that being in medical school is really (this isn't an original thought) like being back in high school. everything is rigidly scheduled (nearly thirty hours of class each week) and the learning is mostly rote memorization and understanding, which will likely be tested in in a similar way. This isn't to cast medical education in any sort of negagive light, because the reality is that there's just so much information you need to know and there's little time for the conceptional learning and problem solving type of learning that i'm familiar with from my undergraduate education. It's just that this type of learning is really different, and I haven't done it for a very long time--it's really going to take some getting used to... and i just hope that my old skool brain is up to the task...
time for bed...
cheers,
the center of this city almost totally shuts down on the weekend. without twenty thousand commuters shuttling into their 9-to-5 gigs, there's none of the street traffic and bustle to make it feel like the vibrant urban center i've convinced myself it is.
save for the sirens... (see immediately previous post)
after what was a really long first week and with the bosox playing on local tv, i was really looking forward to catching up on some rest and some work, while taking in the rare tv broadcasts of the hometown team playing out here. needless to say, i've been holed up in the apartment way too much... at least tomorrow, i'm going to get up to the city for the game (although i really didn't get enough studying put in to justifiy a whole day away--there's our first anatomy quiz on monday)
well, monday's going to show up much quicker than i would have hoped, and, if i'm lucky, i'll be prepared for this quiz...
having been in school for a full week now, i have to say that being in medical school is really (this isn't an original thought) like being back in high school. everything is rigidly scheduled (nearly thirty hours of class each week) and the learning is mostly rote memorization and understanding, which will likely be tested in in a similar way. This isn't to cast medical education in any sort of negagive light, because the reality is that there's just so much information you need to know and there's little time for the conceptional learning and problem solving type of learning that i'm familiar with from my undergraduate education. It's just that this type of learning is really different, and I haven't done it for a very long time--it's really going to take some getting used to... and i just hope that my old skool brain is up to the task...
time for bed...
cheers,
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