I. Am. So. Burnt. Out.

So, while taking a break from endless studying (we have our first block of exams on Monday - meaning we have a physiology exam and then when we hand that in, we get a histology exam. Should be good times) I was perusing my blogroll, and I found something on Ory's blog that I just love. It's a comment that a friend of hers gave her after she posted a "School sucks! Waaaah!" post. (Not that there's anything wrong with that, I could write one on most days.) Anyway, here's the comment:

Med school sucks sometimes. Often. It's like standing in front of a fire hydrant gushing into your mouth and trying to swallow.

So true, so true. I'm just trying to remember that I'm going to be a doctor, not a medical student. Nobody wants to be a medical student when they grow up. Or if they do, they are clinically insane. Or possibly, they just don't have a clue what medical school is like. I didn't.

And also, Ory gets to wear butterfly wings, y'all. That's not fair. I never get to wear butterfly wings. Just stress and/or bitter, bitter failure.

On an encouraging note, my buddy Ryan has my entire blog memorized. That makes his brain handy for me, in case I inadvertently delete the whole thing someday. Hey Ryan, go ahead and start memorizing my template code and my CSS sheet, 'kay? That'd be real nice of you. (It's not really his fault - it's just as a medical student, you get trained to memorize everything you read.)

Back to cardiovascular physiology. *sigh*