There's no place like home

14 more days, and I’ll be home. It’s so close I can almost taste it! We have one more day of formal lecture left, and then a few review classes. I just want to get the exams over with! I cannot wait to be able to sleep in a room by myself, go to the mall, get my hair cut by a professional, go to the movies…..the list could go on and on. The one thing I am not particularly looking forward to is freezing my *$$ off. Sure, I like a crisp cold day as much as the next person, but once that wind gets going, the only place I want to be is inside next to the fireplace (or in my case, on the beach).
While you guys are suffering from the burning cold winds, that accompany the lovely morning frosts, and snow-slushy rains – just know that I am suffering too. It’s hard to study so much when I look outside and see the sun shining brightly, and the palm trees swaying in the wind. It really gets to be a pain every morning to wake up and put on sunscreen to protect me from the harsh climate. While you all have to bundle up to stay warm, I too must do the same, as the AC is always running in our buildings. Although I am grateful I don’t have to scrape frost off the windshield of a car in the morning, its very taxing to make sure that I wash all the sand off of my shoes so I don’t schlep (is that how its spelled?) it around the dorm.
So ask yourself now, where would you really rather be? For myself, I cannot wait to be back at home. I miss everyone so much - and as it has always been said, it’s not where you are, it’s whom you are with. Give me the snow frosted burning winds of Canada with my family and friends any day over the grating sun-filled warmth of Grenada.
On another note, I made a delicious cabbage soup to remind me of my childhood days when Tata was home to cook (didn’t taste that delicious as a kid, but as the tastes mature, the memories don’t seem so bad). Anyways, I went out to dinner on Friday night, sort of as the last little break I’d receive from studying over the next couple of weeks. I gave in and had a burger made from……BEEF! Omigod it was so good (although I think they just mashed together meat without any seasoning)! The meat was so lean it just fell apart when I bit into it - that, or it wasn’t cooked enough (doesn't matter, prions aren't inactivated by heat anyways). I really haven’t eaten red meat my entire time here – and coming from a European family, this is almost sinful. That reminds me, (as a mental note to myself) I am planning on bringing dried meat back when I return here in January. There’s no place like home…….

Mosquito Musings

WARNING: the following post may contain descriptions of graphic violence. Read at your own discretion.

- On average I kill 4 mosquitoes in the dorm/day
- This is my 15th weekend, which means I have killed ~420 mosquitoes.
- On average I incur 4 mosquito bites/week, this means 14% of the mosquitoes I’ve killed bit me first.
- The most frequent place I’m bitten is on the backs of my calves (the worst was 3 on my face at once).
- I consume approximately 4 bananas/week (I see a connection, don’t you, there’s supposed to be something in bananas mosquitoes are attracted to).

But……perhaps this is my secret weapon to lure them in before I kill them.

Mosquito killing techniques I use:
- the two-handed clap (squashes them without mercy).
- the air snatch (this one took a while to perfect, as I grab them out of the air with one hand).
- the mirror smear (I like to use this one on the particularly fat ones so I can see exactly how much blood they’ve taken).
- the stunner (I slightly cup my hands during the two-handed clap, and stun them without killing them, then after I’ve picked them up by a leg, I rip out the stinger and really hope that they have pain receptors).

Just as the time of Buffy the vampire slayer has ended, there’s a new girl in town: Dana the mosquito masher (kind’ve has a nice ring to it, don’t you think?)

Germans and the Moonlight

I certainly had my fair share of ups and downs this week. We had a quiz in biochem (no problems there), and our final exam for Clinical skills (I can’t even think of sarcastic comment to go with this test – that’s how ridiculous it was). We also seemed to accrue three times the amount of information this week in our courses (which means I am behind, and am playing catch up as fast as I can). We do have a new biochem prof – a German lady (very German looking, think retired 1970’s Olympic swimmer…..) Just to give you a mental picture – our lecture hall is like a movie theatre, as are the projector screens from which they instruct. So, Frau _____ enters in black pants, a red shirt, and red shoes to complement. Then, out comes a long, thin, metal pointer – from which she proceeds to try and point at things on the projection screen (obviously not working). Then, with the pointer, she began to do demonstrations of how certain enzymes function, using it as a prop. Anyways, I had a hard time keeping a straight face during lecture – so many funny images pop into my head……(choose which one you’d like).

Well, since I haven’t done anything that interesting, I’ll talk about one of the geeky little things I like to do. I brought a nice white A-line skirt with me to the island, and every now and then I get a little cleaned up and wear it. And then I put on my big white sunglasses as I walk up to class. As I am complimented on my nice look, I smile politely and reply “why thank you dahhhhhhhhlling”. I call this my 1950’s hollywood glamour style. Well, this time while I was buying my produce, the vendor told me I looked as though I came from - “not a well-to-do family, but a well-bred family” (whatever that means). So I just smiled politely, and paid for my cucumbers, lettuce, and ginger. (Okay, that was my story – I call it a “Raz story”, as often times he will tell me a story which has no ending, and that is the story).

So last night, after an evening of late studying, Julie and I decided to go for a little dip at the black sand beach (don’t worry Mom, there were some people around, and security guards patrol the campus, I was safe). The moonlight was so bright here that the water appeared more lucid than during the day. Anyways, definitely something I’ll have to do more often (plus how many people can say that they wear their bathing suit under their clothes to study!).

These were the high points of my week, maybe if I get some mail this week my blog will be even more interesting.

My Rants

Well, I have found my plan B in case this med school thing doesn’t work out. I gave Megan a haircut this week, and I have to say, I’m pretty pleased with myself. She has thick wavy hair, so there was a lot to cut. But I was able to layer the back, and frame the face – and it looked as good as a professional cut! I always used to say when I was a kid that I was going to work as a doctor during the day and run a hair salon from my house at night……hey it could work….She paid me in a chicken vegetable stew, which was well worth it. I finally made it to the beach this week! Although, while studying in the sun I was intermittently rained on (even with the sun was shining brightly in the sky). It felt good though, definitely put a bounce in my step. We have two tests this upcoming week; biochem (on everything since the midterm), and our Clinical skills class (mostly stuff on medical ethics).
Today we had to attend a presentation on financial planning and budgeting at 9:30 am this morning. I was so irritated by the woman giving the presentation. She was nattering on about how ‘St. George’s is here to make sure that your dreams come true’, and ‘we are going to do everything we can to make sure that happens’. Bull$#@! This school makes a killing off the students. They work hand in hand with an investor company that happily finances many students’ education here (that was probably why this meeting was mandatory). Yes, they do provide us with a great education (our profs and facilities are excellent), but damn, I am going to be paying for this education a long time after I’m done school. Rumor has it that SGU was offered a placement (or something) with the American medical school association providing that they reduced their class size. Guess whose best interest was at heart for that decision – it certainly wasn’t the students and their ‘dreams’.
I am happy to say though, that I am well below the allocated budget they set out for the weekly spending habits of an average student. Basically any money I spend here is on groceries, and there is too much studying for entertainment, so….. Thank you to my parents for a) making sure I can cook, b) teaching thrifty spend habits, and c) teaching me that mouldy food is still edible, you just have to scrape off the mould (okay, that was mostly from my father). Also, I think that my open-mindedness to local foods (not opting for American brand labels as some students do), and a great undergrad education (I saved ~$800 USD on books for next semester because I already own some reference texts) has definitely helped me cut some corners.
Anyways, I have to get back to my books (my class notes and own textbooks I brought with me that is – as I don’t use 8/10 textbooks they MADE us buy for first semester). Alright, you can probably tell I’m only a little peeved (these people are crooks!). Okay I feel better.

One more quicky - I am reading Breakfast of Champions - by Kurt Vonegon - what a weirdo! This guy was definitetly on drugs when he was writing it (highly not recommended).

Okay, I'm done my ranting, till next time.....