I think I've made it pretty clear that one of my biggest concerns about coming to med school was getting along with my classmates. I was treated like an alien by most of the people in my program during my undergrad. I thought this time would be different.
I spent quite a bit of time last summer researching cultural norms of the average 23 year old, hoping to acquire a language that we could all speak. Imagine my surprise when "Don't Stop Believing" by Journey became our class anthem. It comes up every time we go out as a class and everyone who is out has their rock finger in the air pointing and singing at the top of their voice. We're insane. A woman in the class who doesn't go out to many events came out to a recent one and witnessed the insanity that is our class. We act like fools and really get into whatever it is we're currently doing, singing, dancing, stripping... and none of us judge each other while we're at it. She said "I know completely understand something I previously didn't know existed. When are we going out again?"
Other classes think we're mental/immature but we're having a lot of fun and frankly don't care.
Guitar Hero had a huge impact on the music my classmates listen to since it's how they spend so much free time. It's amusing to me since I remember when most of those songs came out on video and they just think of them as something that happened way back in the eighties.
Our last day of school is in 38 days (YIKES!!) and we're planning a trip away to someone's farm to camp out. The weekend will be named after an eighties band that I was fond of during high school. This is what I bring to the class, an ability to pull from my huge repertoire of eighties trivia to make the year more colourful. And I don't need to do anymore homework to fill this role!
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