Life is getting crazy.
I need to start drafting a personal statement really soon (read: like now), register for summer online classes at my local community college, find a doctor to shadow over the summer, prepare myself for the release of my MCAT score in exactly a week, and get my butt into gear for this upcoming application process. I’ve already asked all my recommendation letter writers for letters, and luckily they’ve all agreed — 2 of the 3 are waiting on my working draft of the PS.
Unfortunately, like with most things in life, I’m finding it hard to actually start. I’ve read plenty of online things so far about what exactly goes into a personal statement — motivations, qualifications — but I’m having a hard time trying to decide how to make it personal without making it cliché. Eh, I’ll probably end up asking around or going to Barnes and Nobles for an afternoon of “How to Write a Personal Statement” book reading.
But I digress. My main point in updating was to tell a story detailing my amazing stupidity. (Those who I have friended on Twitter may have already been victim of my ranting. You get to read it twice!) For some unknown reason, I’ve been “Asian failing” most of my classes this semester, which is a horrible thing in itself since this is the last semester that “counts” when applying to medical school (i.e. this is the last semester of grades medical schools will see before I have to send them a final transcript after I graduate if I matriculate). I’ve been super determined to turn this around recently, but I made a really stupid mistake on my last test in my Neurobiology of Addiction class that cost me an A — forgetting to bubble in 3 answers on the scantron sheet.
Really, guys. Forgetting to bubble in answers on the scantron sheet. (I welcome any criticism, because I deserve it. Hahaha. I laugh at myself.) To make me look slightly less stupid, these questions were of the matching type — match the picture of the protein structure of the receptor with the drug of abuse it binds — and the way it was formatted could lead someone to believe it was part of the short answer portion of the test, especially since it was right before/grouped with those questions. (It wasn’t, obviously.)
This sucks, because I know I would’ve gotten the questions right and made an A on the test, and now it’s impossible for me to make an A in the class. Hahaha. I laugh. I need a 101 on the next test for an A. Hahaha.
Sigh. I hope life turns around soon!
I took my MCAT on March 27th and walked out of the testing center feeling like I was hit by a truck. I was actually feeling pretty confident after finishing the Physical Sciences section, but then the test decided to throw me a curveball during the Verbal Reasoning section with really weird passages. I never know how well I do on the VR section until after I see my score, so my confidence was steadily decreasing after that point. Then the Writing Sample portion of the test came up — apparently everyone and their mother (including me) used Facebook as an example for one of the prompts. I had calmed down some after that section and felt like I could conquer the last section — Biological Sciences. HOLY COW, it was seriously the hardest BS section I’ve ever taken in my life! Now I’m sitting here anxiously until scores are released, praying to the MCAT gods every single day for a decent score. I just hope I hit my practice test score average :( Until then, I have to start asking for letters of recommendation and start drafting a personal statement to begin the application process………I’m kind of nervous.
After that whole fiasco was over, I decided to indulge myself in things that I had put aside for studying for that dreadful test. I’m a somewhat transient Asian drama watcher, but I recently got into one of the cutest dramas I’ve ever seen in my life! At first, Pasta sounds like a Korean version of the Taiwanese drama Sweet Relationship starring Vic Zhou and Patty Hou (of which I was seriously bored of within 5 episodes but forced myself to finish, hoping Vic Zhou would save the series — he didn’t), but I was surprised at how quickly I began to love the series. Seriously — doesn’t this promo still scream “cute”?
For those wondering, it’s about a young woman with dreams of becoming a Pasta chef and the premier Italian chef she meets along the way. It might sound kind of lame, but the chemistry between Lee Sun Gyun and Gong Hyo Jin is so incredibly amazing that I hope they collaborate sometime again in the future! I also really liked the fact that there wasn’t really the “normal” secondary character love plot that usually occurs in all dramas — you know, where they actively try to “steal” away the male/female main lead from the other female/male lead during their blooming relationship. It was a really fun, lighthearted, feel-good watch that I would recommend to anybody who enjoys romantic comedies or is looking for their first Korean drama to watch! (If not, you should just YouTube clips of Lee Sun Gyun to listen to his voice because oh my god I’m so envious of his wife, who probably gets to hear it on a daily basis.)
Next up: Coffee Prince. I’m kind of late to the party, but I didn’t really have a desire to watch it since I didn’t find Gong Yoo attractive and I’m not really partial to Yoon Eun Hye. Lee Sun Gyun makes it all better, though!
Other news — I think I’m Asian failing most of my classes so far this semester. I find this………sad. And very disappointing. Get it together, self!
I finally got around to getting everything back to how it used to be — the only difference is that I’m too lazy to import all the old entries and comments, so I’ll just start everything over again :p
Winter break has only begun (as of this Sunday, it’ll only have been ~5 days), but I have to yet again prepare for round two of the MCAT. I didn’t get the score I was hoping to get (in fact, I got 2 points below my average — test anxiety??), and the score that I did receive I think aren’t good enough to make me feel safe about my chances at a medical school acceptance. Bah. Shit’s expensive and hard. And my GPA dropped even further this semester, all thanks to the +/- system my university newly introduced (halfway through my college career, mind you). WOE.
But school talk is boring. On Saturday, I went to go see Avatar with my mom and sister at the movies, and I have to say I was really pleased. I am in complete love with the graphics. I mean, seriously –
If you can’t appreciate that kind of intricate detail, then you’re just blind. The storyline, as cliché and predictable as it was, was a plot I thoroughly enjoyed (people who disagree with this statement should probably know that I’m a sucker for romantic storylines). I got a Pocahontas/Ferngully/Tarzan type feeling from the movie (Jake Sully = John Smith, Neytiri = Pocahontas, Tsutey = Kocoum) and still enjoyed the movie (which is weird because those 3 movies aren’t exactly my favorites). And awkward sex scene was awkward. But despite it all, I guess the endpoint I want to get across is that thanks to James Cameron, I WANT TO BE AN AWESOME 10′ FEMALE BLUE ALIEN WHO RIDES ON DRAGON-LIKE THINGS AND SCREAMS WARCRIES LIKE XENA THE WARRIOR PRINCESS.
No joke.