mcat? what mcat?

So you may have noticed that I haven't been back since the MCAT as I promised. This was pointed out to me today by my friend Brian Doyle who called to make sure that I hadn't jumped off a cliff. I have to say that I'm proud- it's only been a few months, but so far the communication has been flowing between old college friends. At this time I will give a blog shout-out to Brian Doyle, faithful phone call maker and brilliant blog writer. His blog makes me laugh every time. Maybe it's just because I know him, but maybe not:) Check it out.

So you're wondering why I haven't given you an MCAT update. There could be three reasons. One- I did wonderfully and haven't stopped celebrating long enough to update my blog. Two- I did horribly and I haven't stopped crying long enough to update my blog. Three- I've just been lazy. Unfortunately, number one is not true. Number three is and number two is part true. I did do horribly on the MCAT. We'll just say that I lost my mojo and I knew things weren't going well so I voided my scores at the end. This means that while I paid $200 to take this test, the results will never be known. I was bummed yes, but I know it was the right decision.

That said, I don't know if I'm going to take it again. I'm considering other options that I might not have otherwise such as going to med school in Guadalajara or Tel Aviv. I think these adventures might be right up my alley.

Last Wednesday I begun grad school at IUPUI and it seems like it will be difficult but interesting. All of my professors speak great english (sometimes a gamble in the sciences) and seem like they will be very helpful. The program that I am in is called the PreProfessional, Non-Thesis Master of Science Program. This means that it's a program for people who didn't get into med school. For awhile, I affectionately referred to it as "fake grad school," but I am beginning to see that this is not only real grad school, but also a great support group. Two examples. In one class, the professor asked us to write down on a card something to help her get to know us. I jokingly said to my friend next to me, "How about- I am a med school failure." The guy next to me laughed, sighed, and said, "Aren't we all." In another class, the professor had us go around and say our names, where we went to undergrad, and what our plans were. I felt like I was at a support group meeting. "Hi, I'm Jenna. I graduated from Indiana Wesleyan University and I'm trying to get into med school." "Hi, I'm Bob. I graduated from IU and I'm trying to get into med school." Is this really grad school or just a program to make us feel better knowing that we aren't alone? (In all actuality, I'm happy with the way that things have played out).

Ok, I think this is enough for now. I'll be back when I have something interesting to say.