I Didn't Even Have to Use My AK

In the immortal words of Ice Cube, "I didn't even have to use my AK, I gotta say it was a good day." These words describe how my weekend went. Friday, I had my behavioral science final. I didn't do too well on the midterm when I thought I could have done better. This time, things were different. I was able to score well and pulled off a B in the class. I have always tried to get B's or better. Sometimes, I don't quite make it other times I do. Perhaps, taking time to concentrate and not rush through the exam helped. I really tried to settle down and prove answers wrong before choosing the answer I wanted to stick with. When I found out my grade I had a smile like the one shown in the picture. After the test, Kuulei and I went to the Grenada Grande Beach Hotel to meet some friends. We sipped smoothies poolside as we chomped on BBQ chicken wings and soaked up some rays. It was a good day. Saturday, we were able to get a ride with some friends who are always great to let us come with them grocery shopping. We got lots of yummy food and Kuulei let me get two cartons of chocolate milk. Later that day, we went to the beach with some members of the branch and soaked up some rays again. Kuulei and Casey went off to play some Volleyball while I watched Casey's little daughter. We stopped at the grocery store again and I schmoozed Kuulei into letting me get more chocolate milk. She is very kind to me. I gotta say it was a good day. Sunday we taught the primary kids a fun lesson and sang songs. It is amazing how I can remember a lot of the primary songs from when I was in primary. Some songs are new but most are still the ones I learned. I sang a long except when the notes get too high for my manly voice. We came home and lazed about until dinner time where we traditionally eat with friends. We had a lot of great pasta salads and some chicken and meatballs. We always enjoy the food and the company we have grown to love since being here. I gotta say it was a good day. Tomorrow, I start 4th term. It is very busy but now we will really start to do doctor things by learning clinical skills and pathology. I am excited and nervous. I will do my best so that I can always say, "I didn't even have to use my AK."

Additional Bloggage

Hey everyone, as I wrote in previous blogs I was getting married. Now that it has happened Kuulei and I have made a blog! We can be found here. We try and keep it up to date and like to tell funny stories and exciting adventures we have here in Grenada so stop on by!

A Tommy Boy Moment

I loved the movie Tommy Boy back in the day. When I was in high school my buddies and I liked to play hockey Friday nights then sleepover at someone's house and put in Tommy Boy or another such silly show. I have carried a bit of Tommy Boy wisdom over the years. In one scene, Tommy learns he has received a D+ on his last exam needed for graduation from University. His reply was, "Oh my gosh....I PASSED!!" and began to cartwheel out of the building exuberantly. I took a midterm this last weekend in behavioral science. I felt prepared and in conversations with colleagues I felt I had meaningful input and understanding. I did well on practice quizzes and in my performances in labs. I took the exam, felt like I at least got a B and enjoyed my weekend. I got my grade today and was sad to see I passed but didn't do as well as I had thought. I would like to pull from the wisdom of Tommy Boy and be happy I passed, and don't get me wrong I am, but I have taken exams quite a few times expecting to do well and finding out I didn't. I wish I could look at the exams we take so I can see if I am just making careless errors or if I am actually not studying enough or correctly. It is university policy that once you take an exam they are sequestered never to be seen again. I am frustrated about how I am doing on exams and having no way of finding out why, but the silver lining is I did very well on the basic science cumulative exam or BSCE 1 and placed pretty high in the class. It is an exam that tested us over the first year of medical school. Thank goodness for that. All I can do is keep trying and see if I can't overcome my test woes. You never fail until you quit trying.