note of interest

i think i'm still on west coast time, having not really slept before 2 am for quite a few days...

i love med school. i love hanging out with the people here. it's like a continuous sitcom, of which i was reminded from spending two nights in a row with my friends outside of scaife. i laughed the entire night last night, from the time sach picked me up, to the movie theater, while the four of us watched superbad, during dinner afterwards, and on the car ride home. tonight was a similar experience of constant ridiculous commentary on recent occurrences. for a while, i thought my amusement resulted from what grey's anatomy calls the "social retardation" inherent to the medical school process. but i've realized that it's not that my classmates are socially inept. if anything, some of them have the clearest understanding of social interaction compared to many other people. i speculate that the great dynamics in our friendships are because our personalities are so honed that the quirks are simply more obvious than in other people i've encountered. our quirks can collide or sync for some awesomely comedic effect. i say this out of complete affection for my medical school classmates. i can always count on them to be funny, social, honest, empathic (as we were well taught in medical interviewing), and true to themselves. i'll admit that while not everyone is like this, the people i've gotten to know best...they've enhanced my medical school experience infinitely.

as an aside, i've decided that my next habitation unit is required to have a front porch. there are just too many fun things to do on a front porch that i must have one before i go back home to a land of few porches.