My interest for pre-medicine began about two years ago. I realized how badly want to become a doctor someday but for the time being I had to tackle school to get there. I arrived on campus at around 8:40ish with my friend and we had to park at Turner Field cause its free. We parked and had to jet for the annoying buses provided for us by the school. Running late, we sat on the bus waiting for this fat ass lady to hurry up and drive us 4 minutes to campus due to the lack of parking. As the bus got packed my mind was about to explode because of the obnoxious conversation on the radio with Steve Harvey and some no-name rap artist who lost his Pinky Ring. I remembered I had my iPod and decided to listen to some Digitalism. We drove for a few minutes and finally arrived on campus. I walked rapidly towards our elegant library and slid my card throught the machine to go inside. Went up the stairs to find a computer to check my emails and such. As I found a comfortable spot to go sit I saw this cutey with a booty. She seemed to be flaunting her stuff around me, trying to get me to go up to her and tell her she was cute. I knew she wanted to engage in a flirtacious conversation and I thought to myself, "ITS WORKING." Moving back and forth through the library, looking at newspapers, she finally took a paper and sat down. I rised from my seat, and slowly began to approach her but the closer I got the more I thought about the negative consequences. I approached close enough to catch a glimpse of her face and realized, she wasn't that cute but was quite sauve with her attire. I lost interest but improvised and took a turn for the studying spot next to her. I studied and studied in preparation for my Chem exam the following day. As I recall, I left for my lab and had to begin my Titrations for my unknown acid.
Chem exam day approached and the same turn of events occured on my way to class. I thought to myself "should I skip physics and study for a really important exam," and answered with a "yes." I went to the library and rode the elevator to the 5th floor and luckily discovered some friends were studying as well. Slowly we began to converse on certain topics for the exam that we had issues with. I left for the floor under them after a while of productive conversation. The seats were all packed but I found one in front of this girl. I politely asked if I could take the seat, and she replied with a "yes." I began to study for the next few hours until showtime arrived. I thanked the girl and left for my class. I arrived in the class with 200 or so other students. I grabbed an exam and headed for my seat. I glanced over the problems and thought to myself "OH FUCK." The exam was very tough and I slowly began to realize the ruthlessness of my professor. I sped throught the ones I knew and skipped the ones I didn't. I stared at the clock and it was 5 minutes before class was to end. I looked at my skipped problems and counted 10 out of the 25 questions. I rapidly flipped to the page of the problems that I missed and thought to myself "I don't know how to do this." I felt so overwhelmed and frustrated. Slowly I drifted away and day dreamed about my future of becoming a doctor. Writing medications and counting Rx Pills at the hospital slowly turned into flipping burgers at McDonalds. I took my sweet sweet time to finish the test and ended up finishing 40 mins after the class ended. I rose from my seat, put on my P-coat and turned around to see that the majority of the class was still taking the test. I slowly realized that I wasn't alone. Gave my test to the professor and headed for the door. As I went up the steps to leave the class I stared at my various friends in the classroom and we laughed at one another. I left the room and seemed to stop sweating. I went outside and put on my aviators to hide that I was actually crying because of that callous exam.
