Thursday, April 5, 2012

When the going gets tough... Culinary school may be the anwswer?

Hello! Every time I'd write a post I always say 'hello' but really, who's reading my blog? Anyhow, I am here to give you an update of the positives and negatives. Yes. Be ready. I am in a rollercoaster mood lately although I can still say that I am definitely NOT a drama queen, which is an achievement, right? Haha! Alright, let's get down to business here.

I don't exactly know how long has it been since my last entry but I am sure a lot has happened since then. I have had exams here and there, I was hired at a new lab, and maybe some progress on my social life. The exams, well, let's just say haven't been too easy on me. I don't know why but it seems that I have left parts of my brain across Europe and that my study habits have changed... If in the past I was able to sleep later to study more and then wake up earlier to do a little bit more, now, I would study until my eyes feel sleepy and then I'd go to sleep and wake up when my body does. I have to change this stupid habit or I will not survive medical school-- that is if I even get there. So far I am doing great in my genetics, psychology, and classics class. I am doing alright in organic chemistry and a little dismal in cell biology. Actually, today I had my 3rd exam for cell bio, and I guess it's easier to say that that exam made me his 'female dog.' Yeah, I don't feel like saying the B word. Lately, because of this class, I thought about just quitting now and going to culinary school. I am a good cook and an even better baker. I have cousins that are pastry chefs and it's in my blood to know how to cook well. I was taught at an early age although the application of it didn't really happen until two years ago. I have a lot of people tell me that they love everything I bake, which makes me really happy. I thought if I just loved and wanted to be a baker ever since, then I'd be happier and content right now. At least that is not something that would require me to think of how yeasts function. I just need to know how much yeast I have to put to make my bread rise. Right? I guess life ain't that simple! I remember having this conversation with my mother. I told her, "Mom. If I quit now and just go to culinary school. Never mind medical school. Would you get mad at me?" She said she won't but then I'd probably just hate myself for being a retard and a quitter. To tell you the truth, she's always so right about me. Yes. I will hate myself if I actually did that. I would always have the demeaning questions of why I stopped fighting for the one thing I want to be passionate about. The one thing that would have never given up on me unless I did. In circumstances like these, only my mother would be there to slap me back to reality and give me another fighting chance. After the exam today, although I felt defeated for the 3rd time, I gave myself another chance and said, "Hey, Andrea! Instead of crying and feeling sorry for yourself, why don't you bake yourself something great and then study for another class. In that way, your belly is happy, your brain is serotonin stimulated, making you less moody, and it's one less homework you have to worry about." I finished my genetics homework and read for my classics class. I washed all the dishes in the sink and I am now writing on my blog! Ah, I feel better now. Okay, I have nothing much to say about the new lab yet except the fact that I will be getting paid. Yey for earning money again! Little money makes a difference because that means more coffee. Haha!!! Yeah, a cup of Joe makes me smile. =)

Social life... I am not sure if at this point it exists, but I think I interact with people enough that I can call that being social. AND IN THIS I AM NOT ALONE! So many of us undegrads are worried about the MCAT, AMCAS, GRE, DAT, and other applications for the real world. We are all just trying to survive this semester, which has a little less than a month left! Hooray! We are almost there, people! Hold on and let's keep our heads up! One thing that has kept my sanity is praying. I pray every night and when I wake up that God would continue to guide me and bless me day by day. I go to church every Sunday and pray some more. There's never an enough prayer because the challenges given to me are consistently coming. No. Pouring. They are pouring. But then again, it is only making me a stronger person. I think all of us could agree on that. Thank God for sending that one person who gave me back what I lost for a long time. That person who gave me back my faith, my belief, and my hope for better things. If he is reading this blog post, if you are reading this post, I know I never tell you much about how I feel towards you, but just to let you know, you've made so much impact in my life and I thank you for that. I've changed so much since you came to my life and I think all of the changes are great. I do not know how to tell you these feelings I have, but in if it is in His will, then it's just gonna happen. Everytime I thank Him for sending you my way. Now, I just need you to look. Aww, shucks, now I feel a little weird. I just confessed online. Haha! Well, I am half hoping you won't see this, and then again half hoping you would. Whatever happens... =)


Alright. So much for a blog entry! Haha! See you next time!

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