I am under the impression that migranes are an occupational (study?) hazard when it comes to medschool. If they're not drowning you with loads of contradictory (medicine is, sadly, ridden with paradox) statements/facts, they would be filling up all the precious time with needless lectures on, say, disinfection. And throw you into PBLs (or anything of the ilk) right after that.
Which is what happened today, anyway. Gone were the days when classes were actually interesting (save for BS, but even so there are exceptions)--but then again, I'm probably already growing old and cynical a la Dr. Gregory Youknowho (which is what I aspired to be anyway owell).
As a sidenote, the new batch's coming in next week and I'm personally rather excited to see what's in stall for them and my bunch of dysfunctional friends whom I have taken great pains to even get them to register as Orientation Officers. And Dirtyslut was christened today. hurrah.
