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Consolation prizes are always small and devastatingly adequate. We've all taken tests - if you haven't - I want your secret. We (my study group) spent two weeks at my place (6th Ave). prepping for finals - which are now only half complete. These tests take everything we've learned this year in separate modules, like anatomy, physiology, pharmacology - and compresses them, like doppio - questioning not just the fact, but where it belongs, and how it fits the whole. Eeeeek! Working in a group makes studying feel less like punishment, and more like prep for a game we might win. There are four of us - Emma, Léah, Chloé and me. Emma’s all sharp synthesis - capable of organizing any chaos, Léah spots the strange detail, the hidden thread, that no one else saw, Chloé brings speed - she has near total-recall, and I'm good at naming patterns and tying up loose-threads - Said slightly more poetically.. We’re optimized girls who score higher than everyone else high-yield, low-maintenance types hydrated by iced coffee and espressos. We know the names of things we know you inside out We've learned to perform concern in a medically appropriate register, because we know what's theoretically possible. We abbreviate, speaking in acronyms like Navajo code-talkers, because our frank opinions are socially discouraged. We've learned to speak clearly about bodies, while getting less time to enjoy our own. Our tests are half-way done. I think If we stopped - just stopped doing the work - the silence would be enormous, like stepping out of a machine, that was louder than we knew - but no one’s stopping. . . Songs for this: Smash by Born At Midnite Paraiso by Pearl & The Oysters
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May 10
May 10, 2026 at 12:13 AM UTC
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Consolation prizes are always small and devastatingly adequate. We've all taken tests - if you haven't - I want your secret. We (my study group) spent two weeks at my place (6th Ave). prepping for finals - which are now only half complete. These tests take everything we've learned this year in separate modules, like anatomy, physiology, pharmacology - and compresses them, like doppio - questioning not just the fact, but where it belongs, and how it fits the whole. Eeeeek! Working in a group makes studying feel less like punishment, and more like prep for a game we might win. There are four of us - Emma, Léah, Chloé and me. Emma’s all sharp synthesis - capable of organizing any chaos, Léah spots the strange detail, the hidden thread, that no one else saw, Chloé brings speed - she has near total-recall, and I'm good at naming patterns and tying up loose-threads - Said slightly more poetically.. We’re optimized girls who score higher than everyone else high-yield, low-maintenance types hydrated by iced coffee and espressos. We know the names of things we know you inside out We've learned to perform concern in a medically appropriate register, because we know what's theoretically possible. We abbreviate, speaking in acronyms like Navajo code-talkers, because our frank opinions are socially discouraged. We've learned to speak clearly about bodies, while getting less time to enjoy our own. Our tests are half-way done. I think If we stopped - just stopped doing the work - the silence would be enormous, like stepping out of a machine, that was louder than we knew - but no one’s stopping. . . Songs for this: Smash by Born At Midnite Paraiso by Pearl & The Oysters
Doppio = double espresso It's a week-long series of tests in: Anatomy, physiology, pharmacology, cell biology, genetics, biochemistry, clinical basics, drug basics, Semiology, Cardiovascular & Respiratory Systems, and Cell & Tissue Biopathology. 🙃
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May 10
May 10, 2026 at 12:13 AM UTC
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