I'll Be There By 11 (If By "There," You Mean "In Bed")

Well, I made it.

Take note, medical schools:  Nine final exams in seven days is a lot.  Some would dare say too much.  Indeed, we know that you want us to feel your pain and that in days gone by, things were so much harder and we have no idea, but seriously, stop trying to kill us.

There are too many new medical advances, that have happened in the past 10 years, for the argument that "things were harder" to actually be true.  We have to know more than you!  So, there.  Also, if you are going to administer an actual NBME (National Board of Medical Examiners) exam, you probably don't need to have a second written exam and a practical exam for the same course. 

Just saying. 

That's what we young kids call efficiency (and, trying not to die before residency). 

Right now, the hip and trendy youngsters in my class are pre-gaming with their Tanqueray and SoCo before hitting up the private MS1/2 party, for which we were told, via multiple emails, to "BE THERE BY 11!!!"

I find it amusing that people will still be awake at 11.