I've come to the conclusion that medical school is actually just a regression back to high school. I submit the following examples as proof:
1. I never leave Scaife Hall. It's just like I'm back at Pickerington North. Unless I go out of the building for lunch, I don't even see much daylight anymore.
2. I have a locker.
3. I change between classes. In high school, I changed for gym and occasionally band. Now, I change for anatomy lab. Believe it or not, a high school gym locker room actually smells better than an anatomy one.
4. I have classes with the same people. All day. Everyday.
5. I carry a book bag everywhere. During undergrad, I didn't have much to carry - maybe a notebook, a binder, and a pencil bag - so I opted for the ever-so-stylish Vera Bradley tote. Now, I carry textbooks, anatomy atlases, and inch-think course packets on a daily basis. The Vera just won't do.
In summary, I'm a letter jacket away from being back in the tenth grade.
Britt
hey Britt how are you? yo lo se la anatomia es una asignatura infinita, but I can undertand you, my husband last year finished attestation in orthopedic surgery...it was very hard and long way, but but it's worth, I recommend, have fun now because it will be worse after :)
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