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working and the medical student.

Somehow I've become a writer who can't seem to bring herself to write. Okay, so to answer a question posed by bijouxoxo ten thousand years ago. Is possible to work and attend medical school? My biased answer is hell no. Do it at your peril. Medical school is all consuming. It's a jealous beast that wants the student's mind, heart, time, life. That's my word. There's just so much to learn and so little time in the day. Medical schools are trying to improve quality of life by shortening class hours but nevertheless we still spend at least 6 hours per day in class. Enough analysis, let me break it down but keep in mind that every school is different. First Year, first semester: My courses were Anatomy (time consumer), Biochemistry, Genetics, Nutrition, Physicians Patients & Society (PPS, discussing how to be a doc, ethics, customs, etc, luckily only once a week but two hours long, in the afternoon), Longitudinal Preceptor Program(LPP; follow a doctor for 2 yea

Tomorrow...

is my birthday. I find myself unable to do much with myself, despite the large amount of reading and studying i have to do. I feel rather down, to be honest. I try to focus on all the things that i have to be happy about - they caught the man who wrecked my car (imagine that); despite my fears, third year has been very doable i am alive despite myself... i am med student, a dream finally realized. i am sure there is more but none of these things are making me my usual jolly self. maybe i'm tired. i need two days off. one to really truly do nothing and have no guilt, and the other to do all the stuff i have to do. sigh. more in a moment.

Thank you LORD!

I passed my boards! I am so happy! To be honest, when I walked out of that exam, I was sure I was going to have to retake it. Allelujah (imagine Fountain of Praise singing that word on their song: I can't praise you enough. better yet, go hear it for yourself here .) i am so ecstatic!! Even better, I have the weekend off. I think i will be checking out the brand new heavies after all. oh yeah, third year is going fine. lots of work though, and i get so nervous about speaking in front of people. but i really adore my team. plus i admire my pgy-3 resident a lot, she is a firm and assertive woman. when i see her, i think to myself, i can do this! no room for shyness. in a minute. pgy=post graduate year.

Brand New Heavies in BOSTON.

July 15th @ the Middle East. opening act: van Hunt even better, N'dea Davenport is back with them. I could not really get into N'dea's replacement so I haven't been following them. I wonder if I will be able to go. I get my schedule on Monday so i will know for sure then. It would be so hot if BNH kicked off my return to concert attending. N'dea's solo concert in New York, opening act BlackStar (is Mos Def and Talib Kweli) was the first concert I ever reviewed for my now defunct webzine - Boston Chile Online. My crazy days! Brand New Heavies latest album this song has been on my heavy rotation recently:

He did it again...

On Saturday, I was invited to go to church with a new friend. The funny thing was, all last year I had been praying to be invited to this particular church. It was the church of my ex. We broke up on bad terms and i wanted, needed him to still be my friend but he was not even trying to talk to me. I accepted the invitation, all the while thinking to myself, girl, where were you when i needed you last year. I woke up Sunday morning in a panic. I could not go to that church, what was i thinking? Although, my ex was no longer in this state (i think) and more than likely would not be there, i was afraid to go. I called my other new friend up to cancel and she was so gracious that I changed my mind again. Anyway sha, I was glad I went because i came to the realization that I am spiritually starved. Why? The sermon was so delicious to me and hit all the right spots. However, I know that if i had been going to church on a regular basis, I would have been like what kind of sermon is this? wh

Randomness?

I had the urge this morning to find a friend of mine. I last spoke to him early this year and we had exchanged numbers and e-mail addresses but then, I lost my phone and could not for the life of me remember his e-mail address. I googled him and everything but still could not find his e-mail address. So, I gave up the quest and went on my way. Gave my sister a ride to Brighton and then tried to get home. Every single path I took had traffic. It was horrendous. What should have been a half hour ride became an hour. With the heat, and the crazy Boston drivers, I felt like I was in Lagos. I was to go to the Arboreteum but bcause of the traffic and heat and unforeseeen length of the journey home, i gave up on that and instead decided to go to Home Depot. I love Home Depot, it's one of my favorite stores. But i digress. So the nephew and i began to wander aimlessly down the aisles, I really had no concrete plans to buy anything. I was hoping to get some paint samples, maybe a wrench s

He loves me...

My exam is literally around the corner. I decided to figure out how to get to the testing site yesterday. The thing is, i haven’t had a car for the past month or so - some drunk person smashed into the back of my baby while it was jejely parked on the street. Since i didn’t have full coverage on my car, the damage was not covered by insurance and i did not get the added perk of a rental car. So i have been busing it for the past month. All I can say about busing it is Worcester is, thank God we at least have a transportation system. (i miss boston! a bus every ten minutes until late at night (12am not 9pm maybe), i was so busy envying nyc that i never knew i was living in heaven!). So, I went to find the place. First, I took the wrong bus. Apparently, the bus i got on only services that area on the weekends and i am not good at map reading so while i thought that the bus would at least pass near to where i was going, the truth of the matter was that the bus did not even go anywhere nea

speaking of lagbaja and delayed gratification...

so excited! i discovered that the video to lagbaja's never far away is on youtube. this definitely made my day of dreary studying that much brighter. another positive: realizing that there ARE other nigerians of like minds out there. even though i may never interact with them, i no longer feel so alone. but more on that later. (yes, my life is all about later, later, later because the now is all about passing one exam or the other...) enjoy:

The Saga Continues...

I guess I can only post one entry a month or something. Well, as of two fridays ago, I took my last clinical exam! oops i meant basic sciences . I was not able to feel relieved, excited or light like a air filled balloon because I still have my boards to take. I was going to be hard core and take in on June 9th but then I began to doubt my test taking abilities and decided to push it to the future. Whatever happens, I still have time to enjoy my life before third year begins. I can't believe that I am about to begin the second half of the year. Rather, that I have begun the second half of the year 2006. I am not able to do a good recap of the year thus far because quite frankly i have not been keeping up with my journal (paper that is). I do know that now that I feel settled about my academic life, my thoughts have turned increasingly to my emotional life - in short, i have been hit with an overwhelming desire to get married. It's funny to me that I feel this way. When I was t

Lagbaja

I first took notice in 2002. I was in Lagos and that particular day my cousin had switched the channel from channel O to A.I.T. There he was, the tall masked one trying to toast a woman who wasn't even trying to hear him out. I was captivated. I do not know what got me, was it the horns? the lyrics? the juxtaposition of english and yoruba? or was is simply because I was hearing homegrown music after a diet of stateside r & b by way of south africa? Whatever it was, it was made concrete when i saw the video for Surulere a few days later. I was blown away. The cartoon video drew me in and had me transfixed in front of the television. The lyrics? He was more than an R&B toaster, he was a man of substance and that won my heart. I had to have his tapes, cds whatever. He was definitely going back home with me. Fortunately, a friend hooked me up with Lagbaja's tape (We before Me) which I proceeded to play day in and day for months when I got back to Boston. Thank God for frien