This week was our final week of unofficial orientation, the residency in which I am likes to put people in the shallow end before throwing them into the deep end. It's nice to know that one month of residency has been successfully completed, but I shudder to think that, next month, I'll be doing everything "for realsies". I'm going to do my best to clear as many questions as I can on the online question bank (something that every medical student reading this, if any, should get used to) and I'm going to try to chalk out time every day for reading. I'm not sure whether or not my great magnificent idea of commuting to work by bike is actually going to work out, but I intend to start riding in tomorrow and I hope it does work. It would be so legendary if I rode in every day, and I would lose so much weight.
I found a new app for calorie counting, something I seem to wax and wane myself into every now and then. I guess only time will tell how long that will last, though it seems as though it will last longer this time because I don't seem to be eating a great variety of food.
We went to the club the other night ( something I shall not be doing again for a while ) and I got a sense of how others feel when they are in my shoes. One of my friends was entertaining a visiting friend, and they were both drunk upon entering the club, a club that the first friend had suggested. Then this guy's friend gets drunk and leaves, and starts walking around outside. My friend was forced to pursue him, and then, upon leaving, I learned that they had left the club for a good hour. I didn't have all the information because I was angry at them for suggesting the club (to which I did not initially want to go) and then leaving shortly after making us all go in.
I couldn't believe when my friend told me that he was fine, and his friend was really drunk, and he had spent the entire night just taking care of that guy. He was not happy with how his night went, but that's how every night goes for me. I hadn't noticed how irritating it could get.
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