Senior Memories
I should be studying right now. I wonder what I’ll remember from this time of my life when I look back. Will I remember freaking out in my first year? Will I remember the endless parade of exams in my second year? Or will I focus on my very first patients and my learning to be a clinician in my third?
I wonder what next year will bring.
I’m almost a senior in dental school. Just writing that out in black and white makes it seem close, real. And now, 8 years later, I can vividly recall being a senior in high school and feeling a similar, though smaller, sense of accomplishment. I was beginning to pull at the reigns of high school a little bit at that point. Which, for me, didn’t mean much in terms of rebellion. I did little things like bring CDs to school so I could listen to them during class — one class, actually: “Career Investigations”.
It was getting to be spring into summer (late April… almost eight years ago exactly), my absolute favorite time of year. I wore shorts to school, ran out of the building at 2:05pm to go play tennis. Whenever I hear the first chords of “See You Again” from ATB’s album “Two Worlds” (one of the few CDs I owned back then), my mind is taken directly back to that computer lab where we had Career Investigations.
I remember seeing “Dentistry” and thinking “hmm, that seems interesting.” It felt like a good fit: I thought I could handle the long required prep period, and really liked the sound and routine of a 1-3 doctor practice. I didn’t over-think it (as I tend to do). I just… gravitated toward it. It was filed in my brain, and 12 short months later, I committed to it after my first year in college.
And here I am. God willing, in 12 months, I will be a dentist man person. Despite how far I’ve come, though, I still occasionally walk the halls of my high school in my memory. After all, my mind has filtered and dimmed nearly all the bad things.
Eight years from now, in 2019, I’ll walk the halls of Moos Tower, and just remember the good things.
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Alexander Micek
Thought about this for a while. I think there are some bad things I will remember. And, I don’t think I’ll be back 8 years from now.
BUT, that’s the magic of this website: we will see how this turns out.