Part 1: The Beginning of the End (of the Beginning)

I got up at 10:30 am today... for the fourth day in a row. My significant ventures outside the house have been

1. Drive to an ATM to deposit a check
2. Drive to Staples (new pencils & eraser) and get my oil changed

I am - by my count at least - the laziest person I know. And I love it. In all honesty, I have been very busy studying for exams. The first one - anatomy - is in an hour. The next two are on Wed and Fri. The nice thing about studying for exams though is that I never have to actually change out of my pajamas!

I feel a small force trying to compel me to freak out about exams, but I just can't do it. I've been trying to reason it out: I'm an anxious person, I'm quite concerned about school performance, I have a history of freaking out about school (see all things quiz-like), now shouldn't I be a horrible mess right now??

My calm is not because of confidence that I'll do really really well on any of the exams. My performance will probably be average, as usual. I think I feel good, because I actually feel proficient in the subjects being taught to me. Its a really good feeling to flip through Netters (anatomy atlas) and say "Hey, I know the human body with all its tuberosities, foramina, and whathaveyou's*" To all the first years who read this (both of you), as we close this chapter of our med school experience, isn't kind of facinating to think we know anatomy now? I mean, we're not experts ... but we pretty much know it now.

* This of course refers to the inferior scaphonavicular whathaveyou, the integral bone of the nervous system. Ironically, it is found at the tip of your nose (rhino-distally).