Comrade Barf
It starts out as one of those tiny Buddha statues meditating quietly on your stomach. Sometimes you look at it, recognizing that it will one day signal your rise out of the depths of basic medical science and entry into the bright tile and vaulted ceilings of the hospital. Throughout the first two years of medical school, you try to ignore the little man sitting on your chest, but quite suddenly you find yourself at the end of it, suffocating under the monstrosity that is a 500 pound fat man. He smiles and laughs and farts as you watch him eat...
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Well it all started with our “mandatory†lecture. This irony of it all is The Powers That Be say it’s not mandatory. It’s just that if you don’t go, you’ll lose points. In any medical school students’ brain, points being lost is bad, thereby, making the class mandatory. The other ironic thing, is that it was not actually a lecture where we might learn physiology or some other clinically relevant material, we were to attend a “Film Festival.†Not just any film festival, but one where we...
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Well, this is officially my first blog post and very unenlightening. More enligtening blogs to follow.
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