not really. i'm getting distracted by everything around me right now.
it's HOT in westwood/ucla/santa monica. i think torrance has the best weather, hands down. (maybe tied with the bay area during the summer). gosh. sweat particles are trickling down my forehead and neck. grosss.
i think i should start to panic by now, because i am not being a good steward with my time. besides, i hate hate hate princetonreview classes. if it wasn't for my one and only friend sohn, i think i would have called it quits.
For the prospective mcat takers, here is an overview.
physical sciences: 70 min, gen chem and physics verbal section: 60 min, 7-ish passages writing: 60 min, 2 essays biological sciences: 70 min, organic chem and biology
Physics: kinematics, mechanics, fluids and elasticity of solids, electrostatics, electricity and magnetism, oscillations and waves, sound, light, and optics.
G. Chem: stochiometry and atomic structure, periodic trends and bonding, phases, gases, and colligative properties, solutions and kinetics, equilibrium, acids and bases, thermodynamics, and redox/electrochemistry.
O. Chem: structure, bonding, and stability, substitution and elimination reactions, electrophilic addition reactions and aromaticity, nucleophilic addition and carboxylic acid derivatives, separation techniques, mass, IR, NMR spectroscopy, and biologically important organic chemistry.
i guess it's a good thing that mcat is the way it is. i mean, i am glad that our future physicians have to overcome this amazingly annoying test (and then some... the USMLE). if premeds had it easy, man, i dont know if i would entrust my children's health into their hands in the first place. so, i guess, it's a good thing. suffer, premeds. SUFFERRR.
it's funny. i still refuse to call myself a "premed". quite frankly, i am STILL not sure if i'm even going to apply. i still don't know what's happening. and i'm a senior, hello, hello.
i'm not going crazy, i promise. one day at a time, my friends. one day at a time.
It's kind of weird now, being able to buy a drink. I flash my driver's, and a glass of white wine appears in front of me.
My third sister has really low tolerance, and she turned bright pink within a couple of minutes (her cheekbone area and eyelids undergo the most color change). She gets all giggly too. Ha ha.
It was nice, just being able to laugh and talk about life and marriage and boys (men?) or the lack thereof... It's weird because my sisters never used to include me in such conversations. Ever since I entered college, they don't hold back anything from me anymore (they disclose too much information at times!) which i am learning to appreciate. I'm really fortunate to have three older sisters and two brother-in-laws... they give such good insight. They lived 6, 8, and 12 years more than i did. But the strange thing is, even if our age differences still remain as 6,8, and 12, the gap seem to decrease every passing year. I think I like it.
It's a bittersweet feeling, entering the big two-one world. I'm making it sound more dramatic than necessary. I kind of know why the clothing line chose the name "forever 21". Ha. I wish.
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