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My candidate is not winning, my time is dwindling, my sport non existent, and my cash disappeared. For what do I yearn and what do I deserve? Oh so many things, so many things indeed. When I have a spare moment on the bus to school or a walk between lecture halls I think of the oddity that my life has become. It has been reorganized in a strange but familiar way. My time is now governed by that which I can barely control: school. My new friends are seven years younger than I. I delight in understanding textbooks, and truthfully - little else.

I do enjoy it however; what sometimes is painful is almost always rewarding. (Probably not the right place for a semicolon, but I was recently inspired.) Anywho, I’m a student of science now. Physics equations, acid-base equilibrium, and lipid bilayers show up in my dreams, and believe me - that can be quite scary. I’ve evolved as a student too. I talk to professors, I’m more keen on learning style and learning practices. In a sense I’m recognizing how I’ve matured as a student.

Anywho - my good friend Reed suggested I take a special personality test the other day. It predicts medical specialties that one might like based on a few minutes worth of questions. Here it what it suggested for me (low scores are best):

specialty

Interesting right? Well I basically came to the same conclusion a few months ago. But I have made zero progress figuring out if I like oncology or not because when I’m volunteering in the cancer care center at boulder community hospital I’m mainly doing tasks I semi-intelligent chimpanzee can do. I’m gonna have to figure out a better plan during those spare moments on the bus. Any ideas?

Filed by ryanroth at February 21st, 2008 under Life

Please become an oncologist and cure cancer. If not cure it, help those who have it. In my family, that’s what kills us. All 4 grandparents were victims of cancer and lots of others I’m related to have had it. Heart disease, aids, etc are usually associated with lifestyles that increase your chances. Cancer hits everyone. Young/old, fit/unfit, everyone. Please fix cancer.

Comment by McG — February 22, 2008 @ 12:05 am

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