Professional school is strange. I didn't realize it until I went to see Dr. Hamerslag on Monday. We were chatting and all the thoughts that I was unable to express before came out very neatly. Even now it feels dangerous to say anything, so unfortunately I'll have to be very indirect.
Vet school is incredibly political, more so than I ever could have imagined. It's very easy for a class to get labeled, which means that the first impression that your clinician has of you may not be the one you wanted to rub off. It's been easy for some professors to label the C/O 2011 as disrespectful because we are so chatty during class. And once that label has been slapped on, it's impossible to shake off. This is the one thing I've really come to dislike about vet school. I was really hoping that since there are only 88 of us, teachers would be evaluating us by our own individual personality. I do realize that 88 is a large number, but It's just strange that your reputation is molded by the people sitting around you in class. It's just something I have to get used to.
I should get back to studying. On a positive note, I really like Anatomy and I'm doing well. I got a 19/20 on my first 2 quizzes. It's also strange to think that after 3 and 1/2 weeks, I know everything there is no know about the front limb, the hind limb, and the back of a dog. It's also really strange to think of myself as a veterinarian. It's really no longer just a dream and I really don't feel like I'll ever get used to people calling me doctor. Well, I'll cross that bridge when I get to it. Baby steps - I need to get through this first Anatomy exam.