New bed feat. baby blanket by my Nana, hexagon patchwork by my Mumma. Now to finish my crochet for three generations on my bed! #ikea #princessbed
Kim, the Shizz. 23.
[medstudent, musiclover/shittyteacher/subparperformer, punter, melburnian4lyfe, waterpoloenthusiast, bitofadick, passionate, overthinker, overfeeler]
Anonymous asked: How's second year med going? Is it much harder than first year? What are some cool/not cool classes you have?
Second year med is full on. Its challenging in that how you learn changes and you are suddenly much more responsible for furthering your learning - talking to patients, following doctors, trying to see procedures or certain signs. Sometimes I feel crap because I feel like we treat patients like cattle, all trying to get the best bit each day.
I love beside tutorials and clinical skills. I dislike lecturers who don’t want to deliver the content and feel bad for them. I dislike people who make me feel like I know nothing even though its early in the year.
For a more rounded picture from a less party-hard-ruin-your-life-with-booze-and-friends attitude, Özge is the best source of advice! I could do with more of hers, let’s get an advice blog going from her!!
Anonymous asked: How do you cope living out of home, studying AND working? Especially in such a difficult course? I know I could never do it
You suck it up and do it.
I could’ve lived with mum and spent over two hours commuting each day, or I can use every resource I have to live close to uni.
I work most weekends - this weekend is a rare one off, the rest are normally shifts on Saturday/Sunday. I work 2 evenings as well (tutoring is amazing money).
I am always late/leaving/not arriving. I have a tendency to only see the people who contact me. But even then, if I didn’t socialise I reckon I could be doing pretty well with uni.
To be honest, my marks suffer because there’s so much else going on but the independence and satisfaction of having savings despite all this is amazing.
I was driving down the freeway this morning and had this moment of “I’m an adult and I’m paying my own way and its amazing.” That’s pretty satisfying.
Some more alpaca ice cream stands =^_^=