Such a ditz

Sometimes I wish I could focus on just *one* thing, rather than just stumbling around, trying to juggle competing responsibilities. There are two tracks in medical school - basic sciences and clinical care. They try to tie everything together, but the truth is, they don't mesh well. Our last summative exam covered over 650 pages of material - in detail. Which doesn't leave much time for other interests, really.

I mean, I get it - I know all this stuff is somewhat important. But...I still feel like it is distracting from the primary goal of being a clinical practitioner. And I'm always in such a rush - got to see someone, got to get home, got to run, got studystudystudy, got to blahblahblah. Can't we just focus on one thing and do it well, instead of trying to balance four classes and work and research and social stuff and doing none of them well? This rant isn't really going to go anywhere - it just means that a tiny little piece of me is actually looking forward to boards and the end of this basic science nonsense. Of course, then I'll probably babble on about how frightened I am of doing clinical stuff.

In other news, my cat got a package today. From Fancy Feast. Man, I want someone to send me free food in the mail.

Actually....maybe that wouldn't be such a hot idea.