Another day, another chapter closes, another verse begins...

Today was my first day of medical school. Like whoa. The people are amazing, the faculty are incredibly nice, and the curriculum looks like it'll keep me entertained far better than I was during undergrad. The day started off well. I woke up at the ungodly hour of 7 to shower... after which I moseyed on down to the shuttle stop so I could take the bus to avoid the strenuous 15 minute walk to campus. Introductions were haphazard as I sifted through the milieu of people, making my way to the all so important pastry table. Muffins, fruit, whatever; they had good orange juice and that's all that matters. My love for this orange juice did not go unrequitted, as it soon found its way to my backpack and pants (it doesn't waste any time this juice), embracing me with its glory. What a way to start the day eh?

The rest of the morning went rather quickly. We listened to deans talk about how great UCLA was (duh), and some more interesting statistics regarding matriculation and whatnot. UCLA undergrad sends the most to UCLA med (about 30 students), followed closely behind by Berkeley (woo hoo... we're so awesome haha). Another interesting factoid (this will give you all the more reason to come here zohair...) there's about a 3:2 girl to guy ratio here. With only 160 students in your class, the potential for drama is just way to high if you ask me though. But, different strokes for different folks eh?

We met in groups to do some learning. Then watched this amazing cultural awareness presentation put on by professional performers. Then we went to Chili's to chill (I'm so punny).

Anyway. It's awesome. When I'm working 80 hour weeks with 32 hour shifts during clinicals, I'll look back and think on the good old days... Here's to another 4 years.