Classes started up again today. Soon, we’ll be gloriously stressed, and clocked-up on whatever. Our hearts will swell to the pre-med symphony - a frantic opus, composed in the key of no sleep.
In seminars for rising pre-med seniors, (What's needed to get that med-school slot!), it’s obvious that 60% of the students who started out with us, on this track, are gone - left for other majors. “I wasn’t happy, it was too much,” they said.
I feel a pang when I hear that undergrads we’ve shared a trench with have switched their major to basket weaving (‘political science’), TikTok (computer science) or Phys-Ed.
I envy those defectors, I pity those defectors, I envy.. Wait, aren’t deserters supposed to be, well, you know.
Meanwhile, the rest of us, the stubborn few, cling to the dream. It’s a waking dream, for caffeinated zombies, obsessive-compulsive workaholics and maladjusted wonks who neglect personal needs, relationships and in some cases personal hygiene (not me, of course) in favor of a goal.
Maybe there’s something wrong with us?
Categories:
phys, humor, school, student, work,
Form: Free verse
physics be time and
...time...
be the phys-hics of
...change...
andt
seen as time-bubble
...fizz-hics...
a cause-effect theory
...gauges...
whatever
be of an arithmetic count
...logic...
of pluses and minuses
...that...
differentiates all things wrt
...patterns...
called thee 'neutralities' in
...sciences...
arithmatics
stan sand
Categories:
phys, adventure, beauty, poetry,
Form: Free verse
metaphysical
me-ta-phys-ic-all
me ta fix it all
meant'a fix it all
stan sand
Categories:
phys, analogy, assonance,
Form: Free verse
Why are u the only thing on my mind?
I'm trying to pay attention in geometry.
Why can't I be without u,
Without losing my sanity?
Why do I need u in my life?
Why must u be different than the rest?
I try to be happy on my own,
But your my biggest test!
Oh crap, Mr. G just asked me a question,
And I don’t know what to say!
I haven’t paid attention this class,
In fact I haven’t all day!
I was spaced out in geometry
And daydreamed through phys. ed
Now i'm supposed to answer #8
I need to start using my head.
I think the answer's 32
No, wait its 33.
When I answer everyone laughs
And I sink into my seat.
I’m not on the right question,
I’m not even on the right page!
Everyone is staring at me,
I feel like I’m on stage!
Should I sing a little song,
or break dance on the floor?
I look at the right question,
The answer's 64.
Thank God it's finally over,
Everyone looks away.
I look at the clock, and sigh in relief
Because there’s only 10 minutes left of the school day.
I blame this all on you
Because your always on my mind.
I can never concentrate
Cause I think of you all the time!
Categories:
phys, love, on writing and
Form: Free verse