Outer Expression of an Inner Reality

Reassurance… Let’s face it; it’s something we all attempt to seek from others. After all, it is a basic human longing.  We’re brought up in this world with all of these rules and beliefs.  We’re told who, how and what to be like by the people that surround us - perhaps not told directly, but we have these thoughts of expectations that they have. Therefore, it’s understandable why we seek such reassurance in the first place.  The real dilemma lies in this question: Who exactly are we trying to get reassurance from? Our family? Our friends? Random strangers out on the street?  I don’t know if we’ll ever find the answer.  What’s really tragic is the fact that approval by the self will probably never be recognized…

Why do I even think about this? I suppose I can say that I’ve always questioned human nature - human behavior.  I don’t know why I become so pensive about these things. I need to stop because when I think too much, for whatever reason, I become disappointed… and sometimes sad.  I will be okay though. I will be okay. 

Oh, how the mind can play tricks… constructing hope out of thin air.  

Why is it that a source of happiness could also be a cause of such frustration and anger?

whatshouldwecallme:

(via justdivvy)

whatshouldwecallmedschool:

“Hello, my name is [insert name]. Nice to meet you!”

“I heard that guy has a Ph.D. in economics”

“I finished undergrad in 3 years.”

“I came all the way from Seattle.”

“I can’t believe I got accepted! I literally got off the waitlist last week.”

“Yo, you wanna go to the bar tonight with me?”

These are just some random things I overheard within the overlapping layers of voices echoing throughout the auditorium.  Only two days of orientation have passed, and I can already say this experience is completely different from how orientation was for undergrad.  I’m truly enjoying it~

It was a little overwhelming to see 259 fellow classmates all standing in the same room yesterday. After retrieving our name badges, we had to put a post-it arrow pointing to where we were from, and it wasn’t surprising to see a lot of arrows in PA.  NJ and CA are pretty well represented too. Everyone was desperately trying to make new friends, introducing themselves and chatting away.  I myself have met quite a number of interesting folks (many are from CA… does that mean something?) that hopefully I can call friends once classes start. We’re all so different, and I guess that’s what made us gravitate toward each other. There’s one guy who graduated college 5 years ago and is married, while there’s this 20-year-old girl who is here because she’s part of the 7 year BS/MD program.  I thought Temple was diverse, but here at DUCoM, it’s even more diverse.  With 50% of the students being minorities, I’m proud to be a part of such a diverse group of students.  Despite being so different from each other, we all want to achieve that goal of becoming wonderful physicians.

This morning, I got a guide for the first module of the semester.  It was basically this one-inch stack of papers that contains all the notes for every class I have for the next 2 weeks.  Just looking at it is rather daunting, but I’m mentally preparing myself for the workload… I’ll embrace the excitement and free time I have now while they last.  

I also got my white coat, which fits perfectly! It’s really wrinkled from the folding, so I do need to iron it… My name and the DUCoM logo haven’t been embroidered on it yet, so I’ll be giving it back to the school after the White Coat Ceremony this Friday to have it done. It’ll look so sexy~

Tomorrow, I’ll be meeting some of the faculty members and getting introduced to the gross anatomy and microanatomy labs.  I’m really looking forward to that.  The days just keep getting better, so hopefully that’s a sign for a good 1st year of medical school!  For now… I can say that I’m really happy.