My 4.0 Is Ruined :(

This semester I took 16 units, worked part-time, mentored girls weekly, and upheld my duties as v.p of the honor society. I would love to brag that I earned all As while balancing my hectic life, but sadly I must report that I got 4 As and 1 B :( Booooo. I was so upset, but I'm halfway over it now. It just kills me because I didn't even need the class, but took it anyway and was cocky. Well, there's no way I can get an overall 4.0 now, so a 3.9 will have to do. Damn.

Membership to the International Honor Society!!!

Today I received a personal invitation to accept membership to the International Honor Society of the Two-Year College. I am "among a select few students who have earned an invitation to join the Phi Theta Kappa Honor Society."

Yay!!! 

A membership fee shouldn't be concerning to me, should it?

Back To School!!

"Back to school. Back to school, to prove to Dad that I'm not a fool. I got my lunch packed up, my boots tied tight, I hope I don't get in a fight. Oh! Back to school... back to school... back to school. Well, here goes nothing." - Billy Madison 


It doesn't even phase me that summer school JUST ended, haha. Fall semester starts on Monday, wooo hooo! I'm so excited! There are very few people in my immediate circle of friends that are as excited or are excited period as me regarding school. (Maybe I should change that. . . my inner circle I mean. Shouldn't I surround myself with other motivated people?) This semester is going to be a challenge for me, and that should probably scare me, but it doesn't. .  yet anyway, ask me in two weeks. Although I couldn't get into a science course dammit!, I was lucky enough to snag five classes, including two honors. Oh, by the way, I just got accepted into my school's the honors program. Hell yah! The privileges afforded upon completion of the required honors units are quite handsome, so it feels great to have been accepted. More on the honors program later. 

*Aahumm* Back to my excitement. I bought all of my books last month, and have even contemplated getting a jump start on reading the texts. It sounded like a great and proactive idea, but I quickly changed my mind when I remembered that many times a professor/course will start on a random chapter :( That idea went down the drain. . . along with my diet, but that's a different story. I did flip through the textbooks to get more of an idea of what to expect though. 

School AND work five days a week should be interesting, challenging, fun, hard, draining, rewarding, frustrating, etc. but I know I can and will maintain my 4.0 gpa! Wish me luck! 

The Difference Between an A and an A+

Or should I say the NOT SO difference? :( 


So, summer school grades are posted and I received an A+ in both classes. Woo hooo! It felt amazing to get my first (and second) A+ of my college career, but then it quickly dawned on me that those pluses didn't mean a thing. 


Why oh why is it that an A and an A+ both equal a 4.0 yet an A- gets you a 3.7? Booooo! 


Most professors don't do the whole plus/minus thing, but I'm still nervous about ever receiving and A- and it bringing my gpa down. I just feel that if a - hurts you, then a + should help you. Right?


Overall, I'm happy that I have a 4.0, a part of me though wishes those pluses gave me a 4.3. 

Last Day Of Summer School!

Whew! I took finals yesterday, and am happy to say that summer school has officially ended! I took six units over these last six weeks, and I'm sure I got As in both classes. With two weeks before Fall Semester starts I just want to sleep as much as possible, and read as much as possible, haha. I don't even want to work, although I have to. I need a vacation!

What Do You Want To Be When You Grow Up?

The older I get, the funnier this question sounds to me, haha. 

I stated in my previous post that I didn't know I wanted to be a doctor for a very long time. I never really settled on one thing growing up.

In my adult life I considered being an ultrasonographer, a registered dietician, and a personal trainer. The personal trainer one is really funny to me at this point. Highly hilarious. 

What's even funnier though, is what I wanted to be when I was a child.  By the time I graduated high school, I had held interest in very few careers throughout my entire life. I will never forget the short performance we put on for our parents in preschool. We wore costumes that portrayed the profession we hoped to achieve in adulthood. I bet you'll never guess what I wanted to be! Guess. . . A postman. . . a house to house mail carrier. The school didn't even have an outfit for me to put on as no child had previously dreamed of that career. My mom had to piece one together, and I proudly took the stage and announced to the crowd my "future career". (Much respect to all of the postmen/women out there.)

Later, as a rebellious teenager, I would frequently state that I wanted to be a porn star. I had never seen a pornography movie, or had sex for that matter, but I threw it out there a few times to piss my mother off. . . it worked. 

My senior year I really enjoyed the government and economics courses we were required to take. During that year, I briefly thought about being a politician. Not one person had a positive thing to say about politicians, so my mind reversed very shortly. 

What did you want to be when you grew up? Has it stayed the same, or changed?

The Run Down

Enroll in college or move out, was the ultimatum given to me directly following my senior year of high school. So, I enrolled part-time at the local junior college. I received decent grades, but was unfocused and more interested in boys, cars, clubs, and did I mention boys? I had no idea what I wanted to be when I grew up, and thought pursuing a higher education while I was so unsure was a waste of time. I quickly decided to drop out of junior college to devote more time to what really held my interests. Silly, I know.


Fast forward five years, I grew up. Well, mostly :) With some very difficult life experiences under my belt, I realized that there was nothing more I wanted to do with my life than to help people as a doctor of medicine. For all of the wrong reasons I was very discouraged in the beginning. I felt I was way too old to just up and decide I wanted to be a doctor. I thought ALL doctors knew they wanted to be one by the age of say, ten. I felt I was too old to begin the process that leads to what a lot of people are completing at my age, medical school. Just the thought of sitting in a community college with eighteen year olds embarrassed me. I guess what I felt was shame, for wasting so many years on bullshit.


After thinking about it, talking about it, doing a bit of research, and thinking about it some more, I proudly decided I wasn't too old to be whatever it is I want to be in life! I enrolled in college once again almost a year ago and am in for the long haul, and willing to overcome any obstacles that appear in my path to become a damn good doctor! 


This blog will be my outlet. The playfully chronicled journey of my excursion to and through medical school, and the occasional hitch hikers that threaten my ultimate success: hesitation, uncertainty, negativeness, self-doubt, second guessing, overconfidence, etc. Thanks for reading.