My First Real Post
So in this first post, I guess I'm writing to sort of say why I'm writing. In this blog. I suppose my inspiration is really Nathan Sherwood's blog (see link) since I really enjoy reading it. Also I really feel I have no writing outlet (for whatever little bit of writing I really feel the need to do) with hoards of science and multiple choice tests being my lot in school. I think my intent is less to have a running commentary of my daily life and more to do some commenting on observations and thoughts that I have. Again, see Nate's blog for inspiration.
Currently I'm getting toward settled into first year of med school. The odd thing about this brand of "higher" education is that in many ways it feels like a big step backwards. (My apologies to everyone who has already heard me go through this spiel.) My days consist of 8 hours in a single classroom with professors coming to us. An hour for lunch and "recess" every 50 minutes between classes. Lockers down the hall. Also, every class is made up of the same set of people - a phenomenon never seen in a science undergrad at Waterloo.
Overall it's actually kind of a neat experience. Returning to knowing people in classes, as well as the experience of meeting a million (actually 132) people all at once is something I haven't done in a while. And while my lack of ability to remember names has been a bit disconcerting the experience has been going well so far. I think this whole med school thing is something I'm going to enjoy. I'll try and keep you posted.


2 Comments:
I finally found the definition of spiel I was looking for. To play.
As for copying me, that's okay, as long as you keep crediting me for everything. Otherwise it's plagarism, as you've been told a million and a half times at UW I'm sure, likewise myself. Just say no to plagarism, Art.
Oh, and just say yes to stupid puns. Like the last sentence in your post. Ha HAAAA.
I discovered another reason to blog: use HTML tags with reckless abandon. Now copy me. Do it. Dooooo iiiit.
Wood
PS no comments from our friend anonymous? only fellow blogger account members? why?
(singing)
There was a guy,
His name was Art,
There was another guy,
His name was Nathan,
They both were gimps.
(speaking menacingly)
Anonymous has spoken.
Or written, at least.
Typed?
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