My Step 1 exam, due to a second Prometric weather cancellation (I DOOMED THEM), is now rescheduled for Friday! This time literally over a thousand miles away.
(That said, if you hear about the north-eastern US getting hit with a blizzard / hurricane / surprise Godzilla attack on Friday, you know who to blame.)
Actually, my school’s Dean of Students snagged me this spot. I guess what I said in the last entry about “making it someone else’s problem” really does work. (Why do I always try to solve my own problems? I am never the best person to solve my own problems.) The Oscars hadn’t even ended by the time her assistant had gotten Prometric, the NBME, and/or the state government, for all I know, to work something out for me.
(I don’t think I’ve ever said anything negative about my school – but if I had, now would clearly be the time to take it back. The administration has superpowers. That’s their secret.)
I have so many half-finished blog entries, you guys. There are an awful lot of things – some of which actually aren’t totally self-centered – that I want to finish writing, and I can only get to the most trivial of them. (Thus, the gifs.)
But on the bright side, since this Thursday will be my THIRD (and please dear USMLE-God let it be the last) Last-Minute-Fact-Cramming Day, I have gotten really, really good at Last-Minute-Fact-Cramming. I have become intimately aware of the time limits in which this stuff can be committed to short-term memory, so I know right down to the very minute which flashcards, equations, and drawings to crash-memorize.
(Some people say you shouldn’t cram for the USMLE. They usually compare it to running the day before a marathon.
But if we can just compare the USMLE to whatever we want, I’d rather compare it to community theater. Specifically, the night before the Off-Book deadline – which every theatre slacker in the world knows is more than enough time for anyone to superficially memorize the entirety of Twelfth Night provided they’ve showed up at at least a couple rehearsals beforehand.
And if it’s good enough for Shakespeare In The Park, gosh darn it, it’s good enough for biochem.)