Thursday, May 22, 2008

So life takes unexpected turns.

For those of you who didn't get my super-ecstatic-going-crazy email about being accepted into Mac: I'm accepted into Mac. In three years, I will have an MD from the Michael G. DeGroote School of Medicine. Just like Calvin, but without the heart-lung transplants. Exciting? Unexpected. I feel like the interview went horribly; it was the most brutal interview of the three. Twelve stations of two minute scenarios followed by eight minutes of my response to the scenario or question, speaking to an interviewer that for the most part had a blank, stony facial expression. I feel like most of the time, my answers were so inadequate or childish or naive or I just ran out of things to say. I walked out of half those interview stations with my face burning with embarrassment at how poorly I'd answered the question. Maybe I'm too hard on myself, but somewhere in there, they found something that told them I'd made a good Mac medical student.

So now I'm furniture shopping and apartment shopping and looking up uHauls and interesting places to do my clerkships. I guess what sucks the most about this program is that my summer vacation next summer is only a week long. The past month of summer vacation has been good though. It's given me time to relax and celebrate my BSc.OT, sort through my notes from the past three years of undergrad, clean out my room, have margaritas with my girlfriends and make another trip to NY. Big pluses: hanging out at Coney Island and picnicking in the park. Dinner with Noah at Room Service and shopping on 5th Ave. What wasn't as fun: packing and pushing huge blue bins full of my boyfriend's stuff down Broadway to mini-storage in the rain (don't worry hun, I don't regret coming!). Next trip to NY: weekend of June 13th with Angel.

To do now: stop procrastinating and do my laundry.