Can I go on a rant? Thanks.
I spent a significant potion of my summer holed away in an increasingly disgusting room (psychologically disgusting more than dirty) memorizing facts about the body. To be fair, I found much of it quite interesting, but still ... summer. it is a time for reckless abandon, for adventure, for testing one's physical limits for doing and not doing.
but, okay, for the sake of my glorious future, I sacrificed some of my summer, but I did so with the understanding that my sacrifice would result in some sort of benefit.
Rather, coming out of the MCAT, I felt that the test could have been done with no outside knowledge. It felt like the test was completely different from what I was expecting.
I am a tad upset, but am not going to do anything rash until the results come out. Until then, I want my summer back.
More cliff jumping. more lakes. more abandon.
