Much like pineapples, I am hardcore. (thisgirliknow) wrote,
Much like pineapples, I am hardcore.

With my current inability to sleep, I have taken it upon myself to get rid of files on my computer that I don't need. It started this afternoon, actually, as I needed to make more room for some things I was downloading for Deborah. I burned a bunch of stuff to CDs that didn't need to have a place on my hard drive. But now I'm just going through stuff and getting rid of little things I don't need, and cleaning up my desktop. And getting really confused.

I found a word document on my desktop, saved as 20ba44ae-9191-47c6-a93e-e7e2c63ec07c_Essay.doc

I had no idea what it was, so I opened it. And now... confusion. It's definitely not mine, and I don't think I know anyone who would have written it. Where would I have gotten this, though?

Write a brief essay (750 words) about yourself, focusing on one or two of your principal intellectual interest. Try to give the selection committee a sense of how these interests enhance your life and how they relate to your other interest or activities.

Medicine is all about the mystery. Of course, there is the idea of “saving lives”, but at the same time, there is also a certain guilty pleasure in being a detective and solving the clues to locate the hidden disease.
I have gained an understanding of the absolute joy of medicine through volunteering ninety nine hours each summer since ninth grade at hospitals. I saw several specimen-parts of lungs, kidneys, uteri- brought into the lab by surgeons to trace the abnormality at surgical pathology.
The stench of formaldehyde made my eyes water and my stomach churn, but it did not really bother me. I was distracted by the pathologists’ meticulous inspection of the specimen. Every detail about the size, color, and texture was recorded with precision. I watched in fascination as the pathologists’ followed the clues in order to discover a dangerous tumor. At one point, I was fortunate enough to be given the opportunity to dissect part of a “bad” lung. Focusing on finding an unusual bump or discoloration, I let my fingers, protected by latex gloves, run through the specimen. It was a tantalizing mystery to figure out what was wrong with the lung. Within a few minutes, I came upon a bumpy region with a discoloration in tiny, yellow circles. As I pointed out the clues to a pathologist, he told me that I found the cancerous spot. Needless to say, I felt a sense of accomplishment.
I suppose that I have always enjoyed deciphering things. Each math problem, for instance, involves logical deduction. The intricate numbers can look intimidating and confusing at first glance. However, when the problem is decoded piece by piece, a solution is envisioned. At academic team practices and matches, I somehow ended up answering most of the math questions. Math, though, is not my only obsession; French, music, and reading are ranked high on the list too. Each craze requires intellectual deciphering. At French Club, I have to translate the French words that spill out of my teacher’s mouth. Or, while playing the piano, I have to encrypt the meaning of each note, each measure, and each rest. Even when I am reading a novel, I have to dissect the words in order to understand the meaning. With each puzzle that I solve, I grow socially and academically. I am better able to put the pieces together in order to grasp any new concept.
Of course, science has been a passion of mine for some time and continues to grow. It is advancing rapidly with the assistance of technology, and I simply want to always be close to the cutting edge. At school, I am the only girl on the Student Leadership Technology Program. Along with the rest of the group, I help develop Interactive Multi-Media Exercises (IMMEX) to be hosted on a university’s web site. Figuring out the correct HTML codes was a difficult mystery itself. This was the same case when I constructed an underwater Remotely Operated Vehicle (ROV) with four other students. The technical troubles in both were exigent puzzles to solve. Yet, upon unraveling the answer, I felt pleased by our detective work.
My love affair with physical and intellectual deciphering has fueled my passion for medicine. In fact, I am entirely sure of my decision to enter the medical field. After my brief operation of the lung, I have a craving to learn about diseases, research cures, and try to make a difference in someone else's life simply because I am hungry for knowledge. With all the puzzle pieces joined, perhaps, I can become a doctor someday, serving humanity, stretching my knowledge, and satisfying my curious soul.

It says it was created Friday, October 27th, 2006. That was the night of my Halloween party. It says it was created at 6:39 pm. The only people here were Sab and JD, helping me set up. I am quite certain it wasn't written by either of them. It's very unlikely Seana's either. So whose?

I am a cat, and I am going to die.

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