Dumbass says what?

So a very cracked out dream woke me up this morning. Too long to write out here, but if anyone is terribly interested, I'd be happy to tell you. The inner workings of my head are very, very scary.

So I didn't do anything for Halloween. Last year I was busy studying gross anatomy, and this year I had a friend who needed to go to the hot tub, chill, and just vent. Which, I felt was a good use for my night. Can't ever beat hot tub. After that, I came home and tried to watch Dracula. Me and my dumbass thought there would be horror movies left at the movie store. I was wrong. All the ones left were the really crappy ones. I am glad I found Dracula, but by the time I started watching it I was falling asleep. So I just put it up and went to bed. Perhaps next year, when the majority of my friends go to the party, then I'll go.

So I've gotten back into running. My mom got me a new ipod for my birthday (it's red and pretty!) so I've decided to get back into it. I'm starting back slow, since it's been a while since I've been consistent with it. I'm pretty excited. Maybe I can run a marathon one day? That would be wicked. I'd at least have a good excuse to travel to Chicago, Boston, New York, etc.

I've also stuck to my no class policy. I've talked to several other people in my class who came to the same conclusion that I have-you learn more by not going to class. Which, I would think is completely the opposite of what is supposed to happen. Isn't lecture supposed to help you learn the materia? Well, obviously not at our medical school. Actually, I have never encountered such horrible teaching before in my life. And one would think that at medical school, you would have some of the best teaching. Not the case. I'm actually not impressed at all with the teaching that I have encountered so far. It's like these people are just throwing us in the water, and if they see us drowning, they just kinda go "huh, pity". I can only count on one hand the teachers that actually teach and just don't throw out information to us and tell us to go learn it. Some people are good at learning on their own. And others, like me, that have actually been taught in undergrad, had a much harder time figuring out to learn on their own. Something as important as gross anatomy had some of the worst teaching. Same goes with Pharmacology. Two cornerstones to Medicine, and the faculty doesn't lift one finger to help you out, even when you go in search of it. Some teachers feel like they are teaching and are doing a good job, but in reality, what they do is stand up at the front of the room and lecture for 50 minutes but don't say anything.

A wise man speaks because he has something to say. A fool speaks because he has to say something.

My birthday is also next week. I'm trying to get together some margaritas to replace the birthday cake. You know, there's not much to look forward to after 21 except turning 30. I'm actually getting old enough to start lying about my age. I'm just not looking forward to my mother pressing marriage and children and when all that is going to happen. Because, even though I'm considered an old maid in the south, my mother won't consider me one until I'm done with school. So I have two years free of the marriage and babies nagging. Honestly, I don't think I'll ever marry, and since I have plenty of nieces, nephews, and cousins to borrow at any time I feel the need to have a child. I think I'll just become the old cat lady.

Keep it real,
K