Midnight Witticisms

SNOW DAAAAY!!!

Too bad I telecommute…

Started making phone calls to prep class companies because my entire acceptance into school is based solely on my Psychometric (an SAT-like test) exam scores. And I’ve already stated how virtually impossible it is to get into medical school here. Classes start about three months before the exam date and are twice a week for 5.5 hours, totaling 11 hours a week. Two or three weeks prior to the exam (depending on the course), they start what’s called “marathon classes”, meaning daily meetings to make sure you know your shit. I haven’t studied for anything in years; I have no idea how I’m supposed to handle private study, a full-time job, the gym, 11 hours of prep class, and a four hour art class. And also not loose my sanity.

Anyway, so the second company I speak with loves to toot its own horn. She (the representative I spoke with) explains to me that they are the absolute best, they have the most classes, the most experienced teachers, they give the most exam material for you to work with, and so what if the closest class is in Tel Aviv, it’s only an hour by bus (neglecting to mention, of course, that there’s also the bus ride from the center of town to wherever the class is located). She then proceeds to ask me if I’ve looked into any other courses. So I mention to her the only other company I’d spoken to until then, and she says, “Well, Shirah, the thing about that company is that they make excessive use of the computer, and the exam is in paper and pencil. You need scrap paper, writing utensils, you see what I mean?” Clearly, it would require too much of me to somehow use both. And from my understanding of “that other class” is that all of the work done online is in addition to 11 hours of class, private study, and various books. Basically, I found the second woman off-puttingly pushy, which I don’t really like. Oh, and PS - the course is 7,600 shekels, so take that, add the bus rides to and from Tel Aviv, plus the extra time I’ll have to take off from work for the commute (which could easily be 4 hours round trip), and I’m broker than broke. So I’m pretty sure I’ve decided at least which course I’m not going to take.

On a completely tangential note, my baby Bella is in heat, and is constantly crying. She especially relishes doing so late at night and early in the morning, when I would love to be asleep. She’s getting fixed on Thursday, though, so that should put an end to her yowls of need.

Oh, and also, they’re expecting it to snow here tomorrow. A) This is not what I moved to Israel for. And B) It’s probably going to be about one and a half inches that will hardly stick. But my art class will still be canceled tomorrow. Go figure.