That same talent show weekend, my grandma on my dad's side had a stroke. She was in the hospital for weeks, and now she has some further hemorrhaging. I think she's still alive, but she isn't likely to be for long. It's weird being so detached from it, but I'm 1200 miles away. I saw her over the last break, and my grandparents had their 60th anniversary. We took pictures and all that. So really, it's kind of okay for this to be the timing, I think.
Anyway, tests are coming up. And November is the month of presentations, which tend to be my strong suit, so we'll see.
Oh, and Med Psych is awful. I'm not sure that any other class has wasted so much time. And the prof won't cancel tomorrow's class (even though we've covered all the material) because he doesn't think it's ethical (he's also the ethics prof).
Thursday, October 22, 2015
Sunday, October 4, 2015
Ah, the Talent Show
I know, I know, I don't blog enough *crickets chirping*.
Last night, I performed in our med school's talent show. While the show itself was mostly unimpressive, my routine had only improved since I last performed it in college. Back then, I had only recently learned a lot of the moves and had also only just begun working out in order to do the moves well. My routine reflected that, with difficult things edited out so I wouldn't be quite so exhausted throughout. But this time, I was fit enough that that wasn't a concern. I had strength and endurance from the 3 /12 years of regular stretching and exercise since.
So my earlier concern that I wouldn't be able to dance as well as I used to was quickly eradicated as I found myself able to do far more than I could back then. One thing that hadn't changed is the amount of anxiety that builds up. I meant to study yesterday, but I could hardly get myself to read at all. Instead, I practiced for hours (I had only meant to give it a half-hour to get it straight). Whoops.
Anyway, I passed my last exams and have a psych exam tomorrow followed by a microbiology exam the next week. We'll see...
Last night, I performed in our med school's talent show. While the show itself was mostly unimpressive, my routine had only improved since I last performed it in college. Back then, I had only recently learned a lot of the moves and had also only just begun working out in order to do the moves well. My routine reflected that, with difficult things edited out so I wouldn't be quite so exhausted throughout. But this time, I was fit enough that that wasn't a concern. I had strength and endurance from the 3 /12 years of regular stretching and exercise since.
So my earlier concern that I wouldn't be able to dance as well as I used to was quickly eradicated as I found myself able to do far more than I could back then. One thing that hadn't changed is the amount of anxiety that builds up. I meant to study yesterday, but I could hardly get myself to read at all. Instead, I practiced for hours (I had only meant to give it a half-hour to get it straight). Whoops.
Anyway, I passed my last exams and have a psych exam tomorrow followed by a microbiology exam the next week. We'll see...
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