Here I Go Again on My Own

I used to think the only people who created blogs did so because they possessed some sort of exhibitionist streak. They wanted to be seen, wanted to be watched. I thought it was self-serving and gratuitous. Now, I’m bored at 10 oclock on a Wednesday night, and I’m writing a blog. Maybe the people I thought were so self-centered really had nothing better to do than right. Either way, here am I, now I write.

This blog really will not have any sort of agenda, I guess I will write about the things that interest me like: Florida Gator sports, medicine, business, politics, food, gambling, and obscene humor. I really don’t think anyone will read this besides myself and really I am ok with that. 

About me, I graduated from the University of Florida with a degree in Microbiology and Cell Sciences then moved north to go to medical school. Now,  I am a first-year resident in Medicine at a program in the Midwest. After I finish this year, I am supposed to move south as I have matched in Anesthesiology in another program further south.  I say that I am supposed to finish a residency in anesthesiology, but really more and more I am thinking about heading to business school. I recently took the GMAT and scored a 710, which I hear is a decent score. 

So hear’s the rub, I am the first person in my family to have gone to medical school, the third to finish college. I feel the pressure from my family to continue in medicine, because basically it sounds so much better to say, “My son, the doctor” than it does to say “I have a son, he’s a banker.” Maybe that is just my perception. Who knows. Again, I’m glad I’m the only one reading this, because wow it just isn’t that interesting. I mean, here I am whining, that I cannot decide whether to become an anesthesiologist and make $275k/year for the rest of my life or get an MBA from a good school to work in investment banking giving me a chance at even more lucrative payoffs. Boo hoo. I don’t expect sympathy.

So, that’s the start, if anyone ever sees this, check back sometime to hear some stories about the horrors of intern year, more on my decision to leave medicine, and much more interesting things like the start of college football season, how Franky Muniz killed Dale Earnhardt, and why Jeff Garcia has no friends.