It's happening and I don't even know exactly how. Gen Chem is handing me my ass, at least the lecture portion is. I wanna blame everyone besides myself but I know that it's illogical to do so. I have failed both lecture exams this semester so far and have 2 exams and a final to go. Withdrawing is just not an option but neither is failing--see my dilemma? I'm doing effin awesome in Gen Bio-I mean effin awesome. I might just pull off an A. If I get a C+ in Gen Chem, I'd be incredibly happy.
I'm going to try my best and buckle down with this Chem. I can't go out like this, I just can't. If I can just show this professor that I'm breaking my balls to get the material, perhaps I'll be shown some mercy and my grade will curve up...yep, that's how I feel about it. I can't do this class over again--I just can't!
No effin way I'm getting weeded out.
~Surly
Saturday, October 26, 2013
Friday, August 30, 2013
Fall Schedule
I may or may not be able to post for the next 3 months. I'm a huge procrastinator and usually make time to do whatever pops into my mind but this time around I'm really going to try to manage my time well this semester. I am officially taking General Biology 1 with lab, General Chemistry 1 with lab, and an upper Psychology class. Not defeating myself, but I'm screwed. I haven't done anything like this before and Gen Bio scares the shit out of me...I over estimated myself a couple of semesters ago and had to withdraw from Bio or get a C. Super, duper nervous.
I am hoping that my new found respect for the subjects and managing my time studying will overcome my pending thoughts of doom.
Find it in your hearts to wish me good luck. I'm sure I'll update before the semester ends.
~Surly
I am hoping that my new found respect for the subjects and managing my time studying will overcome my pending thoughts of doom.
- Read chapters before lectures and labs
- Record lectures
- Listen to lectures and make own notes
- Study 2 hours a day as well as at night when the household sleeps
- Take advantage of tutorial center and Prof. office hours
- Turn off the phone at a certain time (I'm very close to my parents and siblings so that'll be hard)
- Try the index card method
Find it in your hearts to wish me good luck. I'm sure I'll update before the semester ends.
~Surly
Monday, August 26, 2013
Motivation
Sometimes, when you least expect it, you get this strong desire. This urge. This push, to do something that you just have to/want to do out of the clear blue sky. No triggers such as SDN or Old Pre meds or any of those prime time med shows. A 'just because' feeling from within you.
I have to do this. Come hell or high water (I never understood this and frankly I don't even know if I phrased it right) I have to make a go at this. I don't know if I will succeed. All I know is that I have a burst of positive energy that says I must. Most of the time I wallow in self pity and fail in my mind a billion times before even attempting to try. But tonight, right now, I want this. I want to be a Physician.
At this moment, late at night and alone in my living room--there are no maybe's or probably or my personal favorite-I'm not smart enough. But just this small fleeting light in me that I want this bad enough so that fail isn't an option. The pressure cooker is on...and strangely I am giddy with anticipation.
Bring it on pre med.
~Surly
I have to do this. Come hell or high water (I never understood this and frankly I don't even know if I phrased it right) I have to make a go at this. I don't know if I will succeed. All I know is that I have a burst of positive energy that says I must. Most of the time I wallow in self pity and fail in my mind a billion times before even attempting to try. But tonight, right now, I want this. I want to be a Physician.
At this moment, late at night and alone in my living room--there are no maybe's or probably or my personal favorite-I'm not smart enough. But just this small fleeting light in me that I want this bad enough so that fail isn't an option. The pressure cooker is on...and strangely I am giddy with anticipation.
Bring it on pre med.
~Surly
Wednesday, August 14, 2013
Popping in to Say, Hiii
The summer is almost over and I have enjoyed it thoroughly...although a small part of me begins to ache with anxiety when I have been without a stressful, migraine induced semester for too long. I guess what I'm trying to say is, is that I miss school. I am going to so regret saying this but I can't wait for classes to start up again. I won't have long to wait--classes start for me September 3rd. I have been trying to register for general chemistry alongside biology but the chem classes have been jammed packed for like forever. Hopefully, I will get in. I don't know what I'm getting myself into wishing and praying for a spot but it has to be done. No time to waste.
You know what I've been doing for the past couple of days? I've been searching the web for active blogs of non-traditional pre-meds, like myself. Not those 22 and 28 years olds who are still bright eyed and bushy tailed, but the pre-meds that are in their late 30's and 40's. They seem so rare. I come upon them here and there but usually they are already medical students or they haven't written anything in over a year. Sucks. I'm a little lonely. Believe it or not, I have no friends (LOL :P) besides my siblings. They already have flourishing careers and none of them are in the medical field. There is a computer technician, lawyer, cameraman, counselor, and fashion editor. I am the oldest, yet the last to succeed. I want someone that I can talk to that isn't dripping with sticky enthusiasm but has just enough passive aggressive assholeness to get through the semesters with. Is that asking too much?
Anyway, that is all I suppose. I will update again just before classes with my full schedule. I'm looking forward to complaining and drinking coffee and fiercely judging people in my head. I've so missed that.
~Surly
You know what I've been doing for the past couple of days? I've been searching the web for active blogs of non-traditional pre-meds, like myself. Not those 22 and 28 years olds who are still bright eyed and bushy tailed, but the pre-meds that are in their late 30's and 40's. They seem so rare. I come upon them here and there but usually they are already medical students or they haven't written anything in over a year. Sucks. I'm a little lonely. Believe it or not, I have no friends (LOL :P) besides my siblings. They already have flourishing careers and none of them are in the medical field. There is a computer technician, lawyer, cameraman, counselor, and fashion editor. I am the oldest, yet the last to succeed. I want someone that I can talk to that isn't dripping with sticky enthusiasm but has just enough passive aggressive assholeness to get through the semesters with. Is that asking too much?
Anyway, that is all I suppose. I will update again just before classes with my full schedule. I'm looking forward to complaining and drinking coffee and fiercely judging people in my head. I've so missed that.
~Surly
Friday, June 14, 2013
Pressure
"And, for that kind soul who posted on my forum. I wish you the best in
your studies. Your comment, it made me cry. Thank you for being so
compassionate. If there is anyone in this world truely worthy of
medicine, it is you."
I try to stay away from SDN but sooner or later I find myself reading the many asinine posts that they have going on over there. If not for the jackasses, it would be a great place to visit because some of the information is quite valuable. Anyway, there was a post over there about 2 or 3 weeks ago that caught my eye. This poor chap basically poured his heart out and confessed that he had been suspended for 2 years from his university, lost his full ride scholarship, and permanently damaged his academic record because he used a key logger on the school computers. He wanted to get a leg up on studying some material before the actual class started, so when the professor denied him access to it he took matters into his own hands and got caught. This kid was asking the forum if his chances to get into MD school was ruined. Of course it's ruined...at least for now. Needless to say, the jewels over on SDN teared him a new one. He took it like a champ. Never once engaging with them and even agreed with their less than stellar opinions of him.
Maybe I'm getting soft with old age, but I felt bad for him. The devastation and regret expressed in the post was palpable. It's wrong for me to say that all of the members cut him to pieces, there were a few people that showed him kindness and remorse.
At first I thought that it was just a case of 'gunning' gone too far but upon further investigation, this kid was under extreme pressure to get into med school. The stress to succeed this feat came from family and the university, but most of all it came from him. He didn't want to let these people down and was swallowed up in the process. Although he doesn't realize it now and probably won't for some time, I think the higher power did him a favor. I think there is something else for him and that will be revealed in time. Humble pie is bitter but it certainly fills the soul.
I wish him the best of luck. 'His' story will stay with me for a long time.
http://www.growthandchangephiladelphia.com/
Here's to you roytran!
~Surly
I try to stay away from SDN but sooner or later I find myself reading the many asinine posts that they have going on over there. If not for the jackasses, it would be a great place to visit because some of the information is quite valuable. Anyway, there was a post over there about 2 or 3 weeks ago that caught my eye. This poor chap basically poured his heart out and confessed that he had been suspended for 2 years from his university, lost his full ride scholarship, and permanently damaged his academic record because he used a key logger on the school computers. He wanted to get a leg up on studying some material before the actual class started, so when the professor denied him access to it he took matters into his own hands and got caught. This kid was asking the forum if his chances to get into MD school was ruined. Of course it's ruined...at least for now. Needless to say, the jewels over on SDN teared him a new one. He took it like a champ. Never once engaging with them and even agreed with their less than stellar opinions of him.
Maybe I'm getting soft with old age, but I felt bad for him. The devastation and regret expressed in the post was palpable. It's wrong for me to say that all of the members cut him to pieces, there were a few people that showed him kindness and remorse.
At first I thought that it was just a case of 'gunning' gone too far but upon further investigation, this kid was under extreme pressure to get into med school. The stress to succeed this feat came from family and the university, but most of all it came from him. He didn't want to let these people down and was swallowed up in the process. Although he doesn't realize it now and probably won't for some time, I think the higher power did him a favor. I think there is something else for him and that will be revealed in time. Humble pie is bitter but it certainly fills the soul.
I wish him the best of luck. 'His' story will stay with me for a long time.
http://www.growthandchangephiladelphia.com/
Here's to you roytran!
~Surly
Friday, May 24, 2013
Final Grades Are Up!
And guess who got an 'A' in math?? I can't friggin believe it! This is the first time in the history of ever that I got a lower grade in a writing intensive class than in a math class. I got a B+ by the way in that Religion class of mine. It's very rare that I feel awesome so just bear with me.
This accomplishment in math has given me the much needed push and desire to keep going that I needed. I'm super proud of myself. I can still hardly believe it. I did study my ass off and developed a fantastic migraine the day after the exam from all of the caffeine I consumed, but it was all worth it. I hope I can keep the momentum up, especially for the classes I'm looking forward to in the fall.
~Surly
This accomplishment in math has given me the much needed push and desire to keep going that I needed. I'm super proud of myself. I can still hardly believe it. I did study my ass off and developed a fantastic migraine the day after the exam from all of the caffeine I consumed, but it was all worth it. I hope I can keep the momentum up, especially for the classes I'm looking forward to in the fall.
~Surly
Friday, April 26, 2013
Wrapping Up the Semester
The semester is almost over and finals are headed my way. I have become totally disenchanted with my World's Religion class. It's just so god awful boring. I can't wait for that class to be over--I don't even care if I get a C. Math...well, as much I hate math I'm wishing that I had more time before the final. Maybe an additional 2 weeks so that I can feel fully prepared. Since I'm a sucker for pain and punishment, I have been seriously considering a summer class in more math. Hell, I might even throw a Statistics class in there before I declare an end to these blasted mathematics requirements.
In other news, I have been feeling a bit down about myself. I keep wondering what the hell I'm doing with my life and all of the 'woulda, coulda, shoulda's' that come with the decision that I've made. More often than not, I secretly wish that I wanted something else as badly as I want M.D. Like nursing or some other allied health position. I mean, after all of this and to come what if I'm not cut out for any of it?! What if it effin sucks and I hate it. I'll be in more debt, will accrue massive amounts of resentment, and will be old and bitter...well the last one is totally a given so it doesn't count, but still!
I spent some time with my family this past weekend and it was just what I needed. I love hanging out with my siblings and it was good to not think about how old I am and what I haven't accomplished in these 35 years.
~Surly
In other news, I have been feeling a bit down about myself. I keep wondering what the hell I'm doing with my life and all of the 'woulda, coulda, shoulda's' that come with the decision that I've made. More often than not, I secretly wish that I wanted something else as badly as I want M.D. Like nursing or some other allied health position. I mean, after all of this and to come what if I'm not cut out for any of it?! What if it effin sucks and I hate it. I'll be in more debt, will accrue massive amounts of resentment, and will be old and bitter...well the last one is totally a given so it doesn't count, but still!
I spent some time with my family this past weekend and it was just what I needed. I love hanging out with my siblings and it was good to not think about how old I am and what I haven't accomplished in these 35 years.
~Surly
Friday, March 29, 2013
Shenanigans: Timothy Treadwell and...Bears
Whenever I decide to talk about issues that have absolutely nothing to do with classes and med school, I think I'll start naming the posts 'shenanigans' just as a heads up sort of thing. I may change it in the future.
I'm way late on the events of Treadwell and his grizzly reputation as this happened years ago, but here I am...obsessing over it. I have a tendency to do that--obsess over random shit. For the past few weeks I have been driving my husband and my siblings crazy with talks of the grizzly man and what happened to him. What's even worse is that I have developed a fear and hate for bears, but more on that later. At first I said to myself that this Timothy got what he deserved and shouldn't have had his ass out there to begin with. I mean, who the eff goes out into the wilderness with the intent of becoming buddies with bears?! For weeks, I would find myself wandering to the computer and typing in his name and reading all that I could about this poor, deranged individual. Then, of course, I find out that there is an audio of his mauling and I'm damn glad that it hasn't been released. I hope that it's never released because I don't trust myself enough to not listen to it. We live in a very morbid society.
My sister told me (probably so I'd leave her alone) that there was a documentary of this guy on Netflix. I held out for a few days but ultimately ended up watching it. I've come to realize that he was very mentally unstable and child-like. In other words, I feel sorry that he and his lady friend died the way in which they did. Irrespective of idiocy, no one deserves to die like that. When situations like this don't make sense to me, I need to blame something in order to wrap my mind around the madness. I tried blaming Timothy, especially since he had a hand in getting Amy killed, but it's not working. How could something like this happen? It was completely avoidable! He was going out there for 13 freaking years, did no one say to themselves that this guy is off his rockers? He had been warned numerously by the park officials about the amount of time he spent camping on the grounds...that's about it. I keep thinking to myself that someone should have stepped in and had his ass committed. He wasn't 'protecting' the bears...I think he believed he was one. This is going to sound awful crass but I also think no one intervened on behalf of this crazed man because he was white. I think that if he wasn't white, someone would have deemed him a menace to society and an endangerment to bears and hauled his ass out of there. That's what I think.
I've always been cautious that bears can be dangerous but I never knew what a bear could do to a human body and I gotta say, I don't think that I like it. Do Not Want. I hate them now, with a passion and am scared shitless of them. Bear maulings are becoming quite frequent and researchers can't seem to figure out why...lol. They do know that black bears have been actively hunting and attacking humans. I used to like to go fishing. I mean, sitting by a peaceful and serene lake fishing some bass is the bee knees. Not any more. You won't catch me any where near trees and brush, where I could possibly get mauled by one of those goddamn terrorist bears. That's right you weird animal activists/lovers/dumbasses, they're terrorists. They serve no purpose--whatsoever.
Anyway, hopefully this new obsession will end its course here. Believe it or not, the last time I got like this was when the Columbine event took place. God...that was a long 6 months.
Le sigh.
~Surly
I'm way late on the events of Treadwell and his grizzly reputation as this happened years ago, but here I am...obsessing over it. I have a tendency to do that--obsess over random shit. For the past few weeks I have been driving my husband and my siblings crazy with talks of the grizzly man and what happened to him. What's even worse is that I have developed a fear and hate for bears, but more on that later. At first I said to myself that this Timothy got what he deserved and shouldn't have had his ass out there to begin with. I mean, who the eff goes out into the wilderness with the intent of becoming buddies with bears?! For weeks, I would find myself wandering to the computer and typing in his name and reading all that I could about this poor, deranged individual. Then, of course, I find out that there is an audio of his mauling and I'm damn glad that it hasn't been released. I hope that it's never released because I don't trust myself enough to not listen to it. We live in a very morbid society.
My sister told me (probably so I'd leave her alone) that there was a documentary of this guy on Netflix. I held out for a few days but ultimately ended up watching it. I've come to realize that he was very mentally unstable and child-like. In other words, I feel sorry that he and his lady friend died the way in which they did. Irrespective of idiocy, no one deserves to die like that. When situations like this don't make sense to me, I need to blame something in order to wrap my mind around the madness. I tried blaming Timothy, especially since he had a hand in getting Amy killed, but it's not working. How could something like this happen? It was completely avoidable! He was going out there for 13 freaking years, did no one say to themselves that this guy is off his rockers? He had been warned numerously by the park officials about the amount of time he spent camping on the grounds...that's about it. I keep thinking to myself that someone should have stepped in and had his ass committed. He wasn't 'protecting' the bears...I think he believed he was one. This is going to sound awful crass but I also think no one intervened on behalf of this crazed man because he was white. I think that if he wasn't white, someone would have deemed him a menace to society and an endangerment to bears and hauled his ass out of there. That's what I think.
I've always been cautious that bears can be dangerous but I never knew what a bear could do to a human body and I gotta say, I don't think that I like it. Do Not Want. I hate them now, with a passion and am scared shitless of them. Bear maulings are becoming quite frequent and researchers can't seem to figure out why...lol. They do know that black bears have been actively hunting and attacking humans. I used to like to go fishing. I mean, sitting by a peaceful and serene lake fishing some bass is the bee knees. Not any more. You won't catch me any where near trees and brush, where I could possibly get mauled by one of those goddamn terrorist bears. That's right you weird animal activists/lovers/dumbasses, they're terrorists. They serve no purpose--whatsoever.
Anyway, hopefully this new obsession will end its course here. Believe it or not, the last time I got like this was when the Columbine event took place. God...that was a long 6 months.
Le sigh.
~Surly
Tuesday, March 12, 2013
The Bane of My Existence
Math.
I'm too ashamed to say where I'm at in my math studies but I will say that it's not calculus. I had a math exam today and I'm not feeling too good about it. During the crash and burn, all I kept thinking back to was those a-holes on SDN who were poking fun at the applicants that only take the minimum requirements of math before they apply. Assholes. We all can't sit around taking infinite calculus. Some of us, like myself, are math illiterates.
I'm telling you, math makes me doubt why I am even living. Like, why am I even trying to succeed in life. I'm deathly afraid of math and I have no idea how I am going to conquer it. Repetition seems to be the key but just when I think I got it, they throw another goddamn letter (variables they call it) in there or put a nonsense formula to it that doesn't make a bit of sense! I give math all of my available time. I do those blasted problems over and over again. I ask the Professor idiot questions on a daily basis. I even take it alone so that I'm not distracted--what else does it want from me? Blood? My mortal soul? What?? At this point, I will give anything to just 'get it.'
I will be one of the happiest women in the world after I finish taking the bare minimum requirements for math. Then it, along with those assholes on SDN, can suck it hard till it's soft.
~Surly
I'm too ashamed to say where I'm at in my math studies but I will say that it's not calculus. I had a math exam today and I'm not feeling too good about it. During the crash and burn, all I kept thinking back to was those a-holes on SDN who were poking fun at the applicants that only take the minimum requirements of math before they apply. Assholes. We all can't sit around taking infinite calculus. Some of us, like myself, are math illiterates.
I'm telling you, math makes me doubt why I am even living. Like, why am I even trying to succeed in life. I'm deathly afraid of math and I have no idea how I am going to conquer it. Repetition seems to be the key but just when I think I got it, they throw another goddamn letter (variables they call it) in there or put a nonsense formula to it that doesn't make a bit of sense! I give math all of my available time. I do those blasted problems over and over again. I ask the Professor idiot questions on a daily basis. I even take it alone so that I'm not distracted--what else does it want from me? Blood? My mortal soul? What?? At this point, I will give anything to just 'get it.'
I will be one of the happiest women in the world after I finish taking the bare minimum requirements for math. Then it, along with those assholes on SDN, can suck it hard till it's soft.
~Surly
Friday, February 22, 2013
Medical Assistant (Rant)
I have many pet peeves. Some that are very unreasonable and I'm a big enough person to admit that. As I mentioned before, I went to a trade school when I was 19 to become a Medical Assistant. I was foolish and racked up debt for a piece of paper that certifies that I am trained in the fine arts of 'brown-nosing'. I accrued thousands in debt, never broke the 30k salary mark--just to find out in a couple of years that there were places that offered the training for FREE. I immediately ended up hating medical assisting with a passion. What's really bizarre is that I've developed an even greater hatred for those dreaded scrubs that I see women prancing around in. 'You really think you're making a difference? You really think this is the bees knees, don't you?' I think it also has to do with me living in an area where people are ignorant to certain roles in the health care field and model their scrubs all hours of the day, even when they are not working. They are Medical Assistants but insists on telling people that they are nurses.
Why does this bother me so much, you ask? Because I'm a miserable, nit-picking individual, and because of this:
I came across a Youtube video, quite accidentally, which inspired my annoyance and anger about this subject not half an hour ago. There is this woman, who is very grown-up (meaning in her early fifties) who decided to document her 'journey' as a non-traditional student in, wait for it, 'Medical Assistant School'! Honestly, I didn't even make it to 30 seconds before clicking the whole goddamn thing off. Listen, I'm no Oprah. I'm no spring chicken. Hell, I haven't even worked for a living since 2004, but it pains me to the core when I see women similar to myself that don't want...more in life. Is it really all about praying, hair, clothes, and men? I am fully aware that there are some women that want more that either go for it or want to but can't. I realize that I'm fortunate to be in a position to say I'm going for it and have the emotional and financial support of a spouse...but still...I see the whole picture and it goes beyond what my words can express.
I'm sorry (I'm not) if I have offended anyone with what may seem as a 'hoity toity' disposition and even sorrier (I'm not) to say that: Being a Medical Assistant is NOTHING to be excited about. At all. It's a shitty trade that shouldn't exist. There is nothing in that office that can't be done by someone else that didn't take out loans to complete the program. What do we really do as medical assistants? We take history (oooh), we hold the cup so that the MD can drop the biopsy in (oooh), we take blood (OOOH), and let's not forget the huge responsibility of calling in scripts or calling patients to tell them 'everything was normal.' My favorite responsibility of all was being entrusted with the Doc's lunch order...oooh, the glory days.
~Surly
Why does this bother me so much, you ask? Because I'm a miserable, nit-picking individual, and because of this:
I came across a Youtube video, quite accidentally, which inspired my annoyance and anger about this subject not half an hour ago. There is this woman, who is very grown-up (meaning in her early fifties) who decided to document her 'journey' as a non-traditional student in, wait for it, 'Medical Assistant School'! Honestly, I didn't even make it to 30 seconds before clicking the whole goddamn thing off. Listen, I'm no Oprah. I'm no spring chicken. Hell, I haven't even worked for a living since 2004, but it pains me to the core when I see women similar to myself that don't want...more in life. Is it really all about praying, hair, clothes, and men? I am fully aware that there are some women that want more that either go for it or want to but can't. I realize that I'm fortunate to be in a position to say I'm going for it and have the emotional and financial support of a spouse...but still...I see the whole picture and it goes beyond what my words can express.
I'm sorry (I'm not) if I have offended anyone with what may seem as a 'hoity toity' disposition and even sorrier (I'm not) to say that: Being a Medical Assistant is NOTHING to be excited about. At all. It's a shitty trade that shouldn't exist. There is nothing in that office that can't be done by someone else that didn't take out loans to complete the program. What do we really do as medical assistants? We take history (oooh), we hold the cup so that the MD can drop the biopsy in (oooh), we take blood (OOOH), and let's not forget the huge responsibility of calling in scripts or calling patients to tell them 'everything was normal.' My favorite responsibility of all was being entrusted with the Doc's lunch order...oooh, the glory days.
~Surly
Thursday, February 21, 2013
Change of Plans?
I explained before that I thought majoring in Biology made the most sense as far as reaching my pre-req goals but wasn't very excited about it. I was perusing Old Pre-meds (I love it there!) when I came across a post about the very subject of choosing a major. This post led me to another member's blog, http://40yearoldpremed.wordpress.com/, and not only was it very informative but he put me at ease as well.
I'm going to re-evaluate the majors that are offered at the 4-year college and speak to a counselor some time next week to see if this will be feasible without falling behind in graduating or even worse, suffering academically. Old Pre-meds is actually a really good site. They are so humble and down to Earth there. Hopefully, I will work up the courage one day and post ^_^
I think I may have found the 'class pairing' schedule I've been searching for but again, I will wait until I've spoken to a counselor about this. The thought of Gen. Bio and Gen Chem with their respective labs, makes me a tad nervous.
Welp, off to check that online class of mine. The Judaism debate is winding down (Thank God!)
~Surly
I'm going to re-evaluate the majors that are offered at the 4-year college and speak to a counselor some time next week to see if this will be feasible without falling behind in graduating or even worse, suffering academically. Old Pre-meds is actually a really good site. They are so humble and down to Earth there. Hopefully, I will work up the courage one day and post ^_^
I think I may have found the 'class pairing' schedule I've been searching for but again, I will wait until I've spoken to a counselor about this. The thought of Gen. Bio and Gen Chem with their respective labs, makes me a tad nervous.
Welp, off to check that online class of mine. The Judaism debate is winding down (Thank God!)
~Surly
Wednesday, February 20, 2013
The Plan & Misc. Complaints
So, since I've decided to go through with this 'going to med school' idea, I figure that I should have some sort of plan or guidelines to go by. I have done my research on SDN, Old Pre-Meds, MOM MD and various individual blogs but yet, I still feel some what lost. I plan on transferring from my CC to a four-year college in September and reluctantly have decided that majoring in Biology may be my best option. The pre-reqs needed fall under the Biology major anyway and from what I have read, those pre-reqs alone take what? Two to three years to finish? If I were to major in say, Anthropology (which I love) then I am looking at more years finishing my undergrad alone...Do Not Want. The only thing that is making me nervous about that is...well, it doesn't seem very fun. Right now, I get to take the classes that I believe are 'hard' while also taking an online class that is easier. Balancing it out.
As far as the pre-reqs are concerned, I haven't even taken one of those yet. No, not one. Math and I have had a tumultuous past and I decided to mend that relationship before delving into anything else. From what I've read, I'll need that good rapport with math. The only thing that I'm having trouble with is deciding which classes to take first and which ones pair together the best...know what I mean? Like for example: General Biology and...what? General Chem? I can't decide. And I'm way too chicken shish to post my inquiries on any of the forums. As far as my EC's go, well I'm actively searching and I may have to do majority of my volunteering during the summer. I know it may not seem very extravagant to some but I still have my duties to my family and I have to consider that when working out schedule.
Now to my complaints. One of the classes that I'm taking this semester is World Religions. There really is no rhyme or reason why I took this class--I just thought that it would be interesting. The reading is brutal, long, and boring but some of the discussions are pretty interesting. I often wonder what most of these online classes I take would be like in the actual classroom. I swear that the Professor purposely asks 'hot' question to get the online students going. Anyway, this class has it all. It has gunners, religious fanatics, bots (those that aimless follow the lead of others), and those that are just trying to pass the class. Where do I fit in, you may ask? I'm the one who says whatever she wants without anyone being able to call me out on my douchery unless they want to look crazy. Well, one of the discussions was on Judaism and which of the three events that had an impact and significance on the development of the religion: The Exodus, the destruction of the temple by the Babylonians, or the Holocaust. Just take a wild guess what some people in the class picked?
The main and most annoying gunner, whom I shall call gunner and the religious fanatic, whom I shall call bat ish (as in bat shit crazy) and the guy who sweats gunner's sack, whom I shall call bot--all chose the holocaust. I did not. The question is pretty clear and hopefully there are people who will understand why I didn't, IF they have critical reading and thinking skills.
These people, especially gunner, are the ones responsible for me acting like an a-hole this semester. I was fully prepared to play nice--stay off the radar--write my paper and log the eff off but now jerkinism is activated and I can't stop until I get my fill of annoying the ish out of each and every one of them. I have a knack for innocently making people extremely angry. Gunner isn't at full capacity anger yet but I know how to get to gunners. She likes to turn her assignments in a week before anyone else, so because I have no life and am petty, I did 2 assignments that were a few weeks apart and posted them :) waaaay before she did. I'm sure she's scurrying to catch up and to do the others not due for a month but it doesn't matter...the damage has been done.
Allow me to play the song of my people.
~Surly
As far as the pre-reqs are concerned, I haven't even taken one of those yet. No, not one. Math and I have had a tumultuous past and I decided to mend that relationship before delving into anything else. From what I've read, I'll need that good rapport with math. The only thing that I'm having trouble with is deciding which classes to take first and which ones pair together the best...know what I mean? Like for example: General Biology and...what? General Chem? I can't decide. And I'm way too chicken shish to post my inquiries on any of the forums. As far as my EC's go, well I'm actively searching and I may have to do majority of my volunteering during the summer. I know it may not seem very extravagant to some but I still have my duties to my family and I have to consider that when working out schedule.
Now to my complaints. One of the classes that I'm taking this semester is World Religions. There really is no rhyme or reason why I took this class--I just thought that it would be interesting. The reading is brutal, long, and boring but some of the discussions are pretty interesting. I often wonder what most of these online classes I take would be like in the actual classroom. I swear that the Professor purposely asks 'hot' question to get the online students going. Anyway, this class has it all. It has gunners, religious fanatics, bots (those that aimless follow the lead of others), and those that are just trying to pass the class. Where do I fit in, you may ask? I'm the one who says whatever she wants without anyone being able to call me out on my douchery unless they want to look crazy. Well, one of the discussions was on Judaism and which of the three events that had an impact and significance on the development of the religion: The Exodus, the destruction of the temple by the Babylonians, or the Holocaust. Just take a wild guess what some people in the class picked?
The main and most annoying gunner, whom I shall call gunner and the religious fanatic, whom I shall call bat ish (as in bat shit crazy) and the guy who sweats gunner's sack, whom I shall call bot--all chose the holocaust. I did not. The question is pretty clear and hopefully there are people who will understand why I didn't, IF they have critical reading and thinking skills.
These people, especially gunner, are the ones responsible for me acting like an a-hole this semester. I was fully prepared to play nice--stay off the radar--write my paper and log the eff off but now jerkinism is activated and I can't stop until I get my fill of annoying the ish out of each and every one of them. I have a knack for innocently making people extremely angry. Gunner isn't at full capacity anger yet but I know how to get to gunners. She likes to turn her assignments in a week before anyone else, so because I have no life and am petty, I did 2 assignments that were a few weeks apart and posted them :) waaaay before she did. I'm sure she's scurrying to catch up and to do the others not due for a month but it doesn't matter...the damage has been done.
Allow me to play the song of my people.
~Surly
Greetings & Such...
I've had this blog for almost a year, but never got around to posting anything. I just didn't know how to start. Not so much what to post but how to begin justifying wasting as much time as I did before finally succumbing to the fact that I need to try to make a go for Medical School.
I felt foolish to say the least. I'm in my mid thirties (35 to be precise), I've been a home maker for almost a decade, and I have no college degree--I'm literally starting from scratch. I have been going to my local college for the last 4 years...I mean to be fair, it has been on and off and on a part-time basis. Besides, when I started taking classes, it was never my intentions to go pre-med. I started out taking classes to apply to a nursing program. My second semester in, while taking Anatomy and Physiology, I had an epiphany as I dissected a sheep's brain; I want to know more. I need to know more. I want medicine. See, my whole foolish thinking was that I have no time. Even when I was 19, I felt I didn't have enough time. The honest truth is that I have suffered with immense guilt (then and somewhat now) over my selfish desires. I want to be a doctor when I grow up :)
Before you ask, yes I have considered the Physician Assistant route...and I even tried to use that career to substitute for the fact that I missed my chance at medical doctor, but it didn't work. Physician Assistant is a great role and I believe that we are going to see more of them in the very near future, because they are needed and play a vital role in the health care field. But I've decided that if I'm going to spend a total of 7 years in school to become one, then what difference does 11 or 12 years mean to a person like me? Virtually uneducated with just a GED and crappy Medical Assistant certificate that I've had since I was 19. I refuse to wake up 10 years from now, wondering yet again, how far would I have been? I could have been practically done by now.
It won't be easy. The odds are something fierce but at this point I don't care. I can't take my needling sub-conscious anymore. My resolve is firm. I may fail but this is something that I HAVE to do for me. If I fail, it will suck! but at least I know that I went for it with everything I had.
~Surly
I felt foolish to say the least. I'm in my mid thirties (35 to be precise), I've been a home maker for almost a decade, and I have no college degree--I'm literally starting from scratch. I have been going to my local college for the last 4 years...I mean to be fair, it has been on and off and on a part-time basis. Besides, when I started taking classes, it was never my intentions to go pre-med. I started out taking classes to apply to a nursing program. My second semester in, while taking Anatomy and Physiology, I had an epiphany as I dissected a sheep's brain; I want to know more. I need to know more. I want medicine. See, my whole foolish thinking was that I have no time. Even when I was 19, I felt I didn't have enough time. The honest truth is that I have suffered with immense guilt (then and somewhat now) over my selfish desires. I want to be a doctor when I grow up :)
Before you ask, yes I have considered the Physician Assistant route...and I even tried to use that career to substitute for the fact that I missed my chance at medical doctor, but it didn't work. Physician Assistant is a great role and I believe that we are going to see more of them in the very near future, because they are needed and play a vital role in the health care field. But I've decided that if I'm going to spend a total of 7 years in school to become one, then what difference does 11 or 12 years mean to a person like me? Virtually uneducated with just a GED and crappy Medical Assistant certificate that I've had since I was 19. I refuse to wake up 10 years from now, wondering yet again, how far would I have been? I could have been practically done by now.
It won't be easy. The odds are something fierce but at this point I don't care. I can't take my needling sub-conscious anymore. My resolve is firm. I may fail but this is something that I HAVE to do for me. If I fail, it will suck! but at least I know that I went for it with everything I had.
~Surly
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