Just the random thoughts of an avid writer and a doctor to be who constantly lies about his Flappy Bird high score.

Tuesday, 30 September 2014

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So... Medicine... 

The moisture-less Nairobi breeze that violently brushes against your face as you enter the university gates creates an aura of fear. Let me tell you... It is anything but. 


Chilling in the garden
As soon as you enter the gate, you are greeted with the beautiful environment, with neatly trimmed bushes, perfectly mowed grass, and best of all: SILENCE (which is very very rare in Nairobi). 

So calm, so serene. Greenery everywhere, perfectly trimmed lollipop shaped bushes. The chirping of the birds can be heard from all corners. The grass is littered with purple petals of flowers.  

Well, the lecture halls, let's just say they look like a cinema, but instead of thrilling fast paced movies, we have a dude (or a dudette) standing in front with a microphone talking about chrondocytes, lymphocytes, blastocysts, sternum, meh, meh, meh, (you get the point). 

Selfie in the lecture hall? Might as well
Well, not all lectures can be interesting, especially behavioral science (This is being written in a BS lecture). The professors are all highly qualified doctors, and well, they have a habit of coming late to class. Also for some reason or another, the professors are fond of cracking butt jokes (seriously, STOP!)

They need Rrrrrrrrredbull







AlhamduLillah, everything so far has been smooth (except the lab-coats given to us which look like miniskirts), and hopefully everything goes well.
Medicine life, week 1: Over