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Well, day 1 of orientation passed... i'm honestly a bit intimidated. While I know that I'm not the worst student that was admitted, I'm more than aware that I am no longer in the top echelon of students in my class... it's relieving knowing that I'm finally in a competitive environment like this, but a bit unnerving--I may be a stellar student, but the SPH is also about learning necessary job skills--specifically, "networking". I have no trouble being friendly--I do have trouble going up to complete strangers with no reason other than to introduce myself and make small talk. This was really evident yesterday, as tons of people started talking to each other while waiting in line for lunch, and I was uncomfortably standing there, trying to find a conversation to slip into, or for someone to approach me... talk about feeling like a left foot in a crowd of right feet. This Greek girl came and sat with me at lunch (far removed from the actual site--because there was no space), and afterward I tried to start up a convo with this girl Erin who has been all over the world (this girl is amazing--she spent the summer in Antarctica, she worked in Kenya, she was on mainland Thailand carrying her friend with advanced muscular dystrophy on her back when the tsunami hit--she's a phenom!). We wandered back into the auditorium, and Erin sat on my right. To my left was Elizabeth, mother to a 10 year-old and an 18 year-old graduate of RPI (!), an optometrist who works with people going blind from various diseases. There are two practicing physicians down the row--they're doing a residency in preventative medicine. Our program is littered with physicians from foreign countries who want to learn how to prevent disease instead of treating it while it's happening. For every male student, there are at least 5 female students. With the exception of the gender ratio, the class is wonderfully diverse, with talented people from different backgrounds and different dreams... it's exciting, intimidating, and motivating... in under two years, I will have tools and opportunities presented to me like never before. < begin cheese > TIME TO KICK IT UP A NOTCH! < /end cheese >

They told us to be prepared to work on Monday--no fluff in this school. I hope I can handle this... I hope I can handle the job on top of it (I have to let my boss know that I can't work all day on Friday due to a mandatory seminar that I was only informed of as of yesterday--ugh).

Let's hope day 2 of orientation is at least a bit more productive...

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gizoogle still amuses me.

Wizzay day 1 of orientation passed... i'm honestly a bit intimidated. While I kniznow thizzay I'm not tha W-to-tha-izzorst student tizzy was admitted, I'm mizzle thizzay aware T-H-to-tha-izzat I am no longa in tha top echelon of students in mah class... it's dippin' spendin' that I'm finally in a competitive environment like T-H-to-tha-izzis, but a bit unnerv'n--I may be a stellar student, but tha SPH is also `bout learn'n necessary job skills--specifically, Mackin'. I have no trouble being friendly--I do have trouble going up ta complete stranga wit no reason cracka than ta introduce me n makes small tizzay but real niggaz don't give a fuck. This was really evident yesterday, as tons of thugz started rapping ta each otha while doggy stylin' in line fo` lunch, n I was uncomfortably stand'n there, try'n ta find a conversizzles ta slip into, or fo` someone ta approach mizzle. rap `bout feel'n like a left fizzy in a crowd of right feet. This Greek girl came n sat wit me at lunch (izzle removed from tha actual site--coz there was no space), n afterward I tried ta start up a convo wit this gizzle Erin who has been all over tha world (this G-to-tha-izzirl is amaz'n--she spent tha summa in Antarctica, she worked in Kenya, she was on mainland Thailand carry'n her nigga wit advanced muscular dystrophy on her back when tha tsunami hit--she's a phenom!). We wandered biznack into tha auditorium, n Erin sat on mah R-to-tha-izzight. To mah left was Elizabeth, wanna be gangsta ta a 10 year-old n an 18 year-old graduate of RPI (!), an optometrist who works wit thugz going blind fizzy various diseazes. There is two spendin' physicians down tha row--they're doing a residency in preventative medicine ridin' in mah double R. Our program is littered wit physicians fizzle foreign countries who wizzle ta learn how ta prevent diseaze instead of treat'n it while it's happen'n . Bounce wit me. For every male student, there is at least 5 female students fo my bling bling. Wit tha exception of tha baller ratio, tha class is wonderfully diverse, wit talented thugz from different backgrounds n different dreams... it's excit'n, intimidat'n, n motivat'n... in unda two years, I will have tools n opportizzles presented ta me like shot calla before fo' real. < fo' real. begin cheese > Tizzy TO KICK IT UP A NOTCH!

They told us ta be prepared ta work on Monday--no fluff in this school fo' real. I hope I can handle this... I hope I can handle tha job on top of it (I hizzle ta let mah boss know that I can't work all day on Friday due ta a mandatory seminar that I was only informed of as of yesterday--ugh).

Let's hope day 2 of orientation is at least a bit more productizzles.

Re: gizoogle still amuses me.

hahahahahaha thanks I needed that ^_^
You will kick some ass, no doubt. And if worse comes to worse, we can struggle through together... me with my biological bogdown (have you taken micro??), you with your "networking" blips. =) Nothing a good pint (or coffee, if you dare!!) and some chatting couldn't fix. =) Have faith, have faith!! That's what I keep trying to tell myself. =P
^_^ thanks for the vote of confidence!

I haven't taken micro though.

We need to go and procure some pints/cups of coffee at some point...
Oh BABY!!!
I'm so VERY VERY PROUD of you!!!!!
My little girl growin up... :: sniff :: ...goin off to kill people...

I want to meet this Erin girl! Wait... I want to BE this Erin girl! Tell me everything you learn.

More importantly, I want to hear what the schoolwork is like when I get back from elle ey. I love you soooooooo omuch
HAHA I'm gonna punch you ^_^

Don't get all criz-zazy in tha south central. Make it home in one piece, fo shizzle!

side note: killing people would be an interesting component to public health though... certainly would make it easier understanding their cause of death!