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Why was I born poor?!?
Jan. 7th, 2012 12:59 am I went to my first official mingling luncheon thing at my medical school.
Good news: I really loved the atmosphere! I don't want to give specifics because I'm a paranoid recluse who doesn't want people to ~find her~, but I enjoyed the doctors, teachers, classmates, and alumni I spoke with. I got outfitted fir my white coat! I cannot begin to describe how excited I am about this upcoming August. I can't wait to sign up for the student-run free clinic! Sure, I won't be able to do much besides talk to the patients during the first two years at least, but I'm sure I'll get to learn a lot just by standing around and watching the older doctors do their thing. Also, one of my friends won an anatomy textbook and I can't wait to scan the shit out it when we go back to school. A part of me is even vaguely considering a joint MD/PhD program. Or the five year MD-with-a-thesis program. Though I'll probably talk myself out that.
Bad news: The cost is horrifying. About $62,745 a year if I want to live at their dorms. I'm pretty sure that's more money than I've made in my entire life. How the fuck am I going to get this kind of money. I could cut the cost by about $12,000 by commuting but . . . I don't want to live in my father's house. Seriously, I have nightmares about ending up back there. Honest to fucking god nightmares. Even though my father's barely around anymore, my mother treats me like a child. I hate it.
I won't be able to save much money from my job either even though I got a raise. I have to support myself somehow.
Good news: I really loved the atmosphere! I don't want to give specifics because I'm a paranoid recluse who doesn't want people to ~find her~, but I enjoyed the doctors, teachers, classmates, and alumni I spoke with. I got outfitted fir my white coat! I cannot begin to describe how excited I am about this upcoming August. I can't wait to sign up for the student-run free clinic! Sure, I won't be able to do much besides talk to the patients during the first two years at least, but I'm sure I'll get to learn a lot just by standing around and watching the older doctors do their thing. Also, one of my friends won an anatomy textbook and I can't wait to scan the shit out it when we go back to school. A part of me is even vaguely considering a joint MD/PhD program. Or the five year MD-with-a-thesis program. Though I'll probably talk myself out that.
Bad news: The cost is horrifying. About $62,745 a year if I want to live at their dorms. I'm pretty sure that's more money than I've made in my entire life. How the fuck am I going to get this kind of money. I could cut the cost by about $12,000 by commuting but . . . I don't want to live in my father's house. Seriously, I have nightmares about ending up back there. Honest to fucking god nightmares. Even though my father's barely around anymore, my mother treats me like a child. I hate it.
I won't be able to save much money from my job either even though I got a raise. I have to support myself somehow.
