A Second Year of Making Love with Medical Science
Time flies, literally. Another annual door of learning has open as I enter the second phase of medical studies. I am apprehensive, as I have only little idea of what to expect this school year. Perhaps I will suffer just as I barely passed my anatomy with a grade of 78. Yes, it was my very first time to experienced having a line of 7 grade. From elementary to highschool to undergraduate and masteral degree, I have managed to keep my transcript clean and full of 90+ grade. But I just had my first taste of 78, a bittersweet triumph. In medical school especially here in CSU, having a grade like that will keep you happy and satisfied. I thank my anatomy professor and God and my effort for achieving that feat nonetheless. First day is awkward for me. I can’t explain my feelings, a twirl of emotions billowing under my gastrointestinal tract reaching my chest. It gets harder to breath each time I face my future colleagues and especially as I bump eye-to-eye with my professors. I have so...