Prelude to "The Mind of an Examining Med Student - The Sequel"

Above: A Dominican kid climbing in the Salybia territory.
You'll find me climbing trees after my exam. Keep your eye out.

I never thought that I'd write again before my exam, but...
I'm in need of a break.

Here's why.

I think that another med student on a forum put studying for the big exam well... It's like running a marathon. Practice. Practice. Practice. So, out there, several studying-aid companies offer practice exams that are only 4 hours long, and there's exams that are also more like the real thing, about 8 hours long.

Well ... I took the 8 hour practice exam today.

As I took my exam in a deep corner of the library, stuck in a cubicle to separate myself from the rest of the world... I tried to simulate what the big day in a couple days would be like. Let me tell you, that the exam threw my mind left and right. At a point, I had no idea how I was doing. As much as every question is "mutually exclusive" from another in terms of content, I felt my confidence wane left and right, as one question that I was unsure about, totally made me doubt myself on a question I would typically be sure about.

And then... after all that, my reward: a number. My brain felt fried, cooked, well-done, over-easy, scrambled, and dipped in Tabasco all at once, but it did feel good to be done.

I think that's exactly the way that my exam will go on Tuesday (other than the number actually coming six weeks later). But... there's 5 days left to study, and here's the dash to the finish to making my score the best it possibly can.

It's game time.