finally got to see my grades. surprisingly, I got lower grades at the subject I thought I did well at and my decent grades for subjects I felt I really sucked at.

Rationalizing this experience, I shouldn't care that I probably won't get an MD with honors. I won't be going to residency where grades still matter. But I don't really know what scholarship committees look for and having good grades wouldn't hurt, right? And I'm losing my chance of giving a good graduation gift to my parents.

Cynthia explains why and sings Blackbird cover [HD]

Safe journey Cynthia Alexander. Thank you for the music.

I hope I can catch you live someday.

One down.

Mostly happy that I started with a rotation that allowed me to work out the twisted system of PGH. But also happy that I return to clinical work in a rotation that values a good and through history and physical exam. I'm already lazy as it is.

I'm also fairly sure that a resident's life is not for me. Weekends are that important apparently.

So I suddenly thought of how my own house would look like. I'm not even sure if I'd have enough money to have my own house built. My generous parents have bought some land but the rest is up to me. The easiest to build in my mind was the kitchen/dining room which would have to be adequately equipped and stocked for my forays into the culinary arts. I'm pretty sure I want my house to be have two floors. It would allow lots of light to enter and would have good ventilation. At the entrance, it would have a space to remove and store shoes like how those areas the Japanese have. I'm sure I want my bedroom to be on the first floor. I think I'll keep the living room pretty open and sparse. The second floor would have the guest room, the study and again more open space for whatever hobbies I might have in the future. The space would probably be my default reading area. I'd have a wall with lots of books and comfy chairs. The study would be my home office. It would have my other books, a decent computer and a printer that doesn't suck. Wooden floors seems nice. Tiles would be easier to clean though. Oh yeah. I'd have my child's room in the 2nd floor. I plan to deprive him or her of computer games until he or she gains a strong reading habit.

Okay. Stop dreaming and get back to studying.

okay. I'm not yet in my study-or-die mode.

This day sucks. My stethoscope is missing. I seem to have misplaced my penlight. I have two relatively weird patients.My lunch was too expensive and the vegetables didn't taste right. The weather is hot and humid. It took a very long time to enter the LRT station. A classmate accidentally spilled coffee over my laptop rendering its keyboard useless. The BSFs need to be resampled for the nth time. An issue I thought had resolved seems to be rearing its ugly head again.

Fortunately, I have made a back-up of important reference materials in my USB, all the BSF files are in my Dropbox, my classmate in his guilt would pay for the repairs, my friend made onigiri and gave me two, I don't have duty this week and this ugly head will not be seen much due to clerkship.

Clerkship starts tomorrow.

 Our block is lucky that we won't be experiencing the worst version of "shifting dullness" since we'd be starting with Rehab med. Unfortunately, this specialty demands a more comprehensive history and physical exam with the addition of ROM measurements, functional history, special MSK tests and, if you're unlucky, a psychiatric history. At least there won't be patients to monitor.

I feel the urge to accomplish the things that need to be done but I'm to lazy to do it.

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I like solving problems. Problem is when I know how to solve it or at least have the conceptual framework down, I stop. That's why I think I work best in groups.

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Listing down things helps keep the brain calm. Makes me think that I have at least accomplished something.

So that's the buzz of alcohol. Maybe I should have drunk another glass.

Knee itches though.