med school prom

Just to warn you, this will be a super picture-heavy post because honestly, what do you do at prom other than dance and take pictures? :O

I refer to Grand Affair, otherwise known as a scholarship fundraiser for us starving medical students, as med school prom because that’s basically what it is. Originally, I wasn’t going to go, because $95 is pretty effing steep when we’re already in mountains of debt. But…I got coerced into it by my friends since a good number of them were going, and I hadn’t seen or hung out with them in a pretty long while. (Long enough that they jokingly threatened to banish me from the circle if I didn’t go to med school prom with them.) I’d already volunteered to be their DD, so I figured…why the hell not? I half-regretted this when I found out my neighbor was going to do an anti-prom party (aka cookout for the people who decided not to go), since that sounded like it’d be a lot of fun too (and for much cheaper), but he ended up not doing it, so we’re good, haha.

Earlier yesterday morning, we went to Hospital Day, which is basically when a whole ton of different rotation sites/residency programs (mostly family med, so it hella works in my favor) gather at the Greenbrier to tell us about their programs and to give us free stuff. I was pleasantly surprised to hear that there are a good number of places that will actually provide you with free housing and meals if you so choose to do a clerkship with them in your 3rd or 4th year. (That is pretty effing amazing news. >_> My plan of action, assuming that everything goes as planned [which it rarely does, I know], is to hopefully get that awesome teaching position, keep my apartment here for my two “third years,” and just rotate to places where they’ll give me free housing. We will see how that goes.) I actually didn’t get to go to all the booths I wanted to because I decided to help out with signing people in, but I guess there’s always next year, and considering that so much of my research last year was in looking up family medicine residencies, it shouldn’t be too hard to find out more on my own.

Kosina convinced Adam to take a picture of us decked out in our “professional attire.” :D

I picked up Kosina/Namarig and we went to Nina’s place to finish getting ready (also so we could hang out with Swathi/Elise before we left, since they weren’t going).

This is when we were still operating under the thought process that my hair could actually hold a wave/have volume, but alas. I look like an alien; it’s great.

I’ve basically been trying to teach myself to do makeup through frmheadtotoe since she makes everything look so pretty, and I have all this makeup stuff lying around that I never ever use because I’m usually too lazy/I don’t see why I should bother with the effort. haha. ._. I’m also kinda iffy on makeup because I always feel like using anything past using just eyeliner/mascara is just too much. But I’m also a big fan of the smoky eye look. (sigh.) In short, I think I just need excuses to dress up so I can learn/start using it up. The opportunities are far and few in between though. I think I didn’t crash and burn too badly though! Elise said something along the lines of, “You look so pretty! I can’t stop staring at your eyes! I think it’s because I’ve never seen you really wearing any makeup, but you defined them really well!” (She kinda has a point. I’ve worn makeup three times since I’ve been here. lawl.)


This is what I did with my face/hair! :O Hooray for bathroom camwhoring!

I figured since I was already hella reppin’ my Asian-ness with my outfit (it’s a little big for me because it’s an XL, but that is the only thing that will fit my butt/boobs in Asia :[ ), I might as well go that route with the hair too, so Swathi helped me with that and we stuck one of those chopstick-looking things into my hair. Speaking of Swathi, I asked her to go with me and she rejected me (in more truthful terms, when I asked if she was going, she said, “No, but you should go!”), which makes it 2 for 2 in terms of me going to prom alone. Thanks a lot, Swathi. (haha <3)

Elise and Swathi were basically like our parents sending us off to prom. It was pretty cute. :] In case you’re wondering why the quality of this picture is so bad, it’s kinda because I misplaced my camera cord but didn’t want to leave them out, so I took a picture of a picture. :X

Before we left!

There are a lot of pictures of me/Kosina because she’s our resident photographer.

Also because she’s my “sister.” (When we first met before the year started, people kept asking if we were sisters/related in some way because we were Asian and hung out together. We found this to be mildly hilarious.)

I have a tendency to gravitate towards food. Could you tell? :X

Our table!

While we were there, we couldn’t recognize half the people (or had to do double takes) because they were (1) dressed up and (2) not in scrubs/sweats. Sad? Probably, but it’s a fact of life.

Our 3 course meal at the Greenbrier! Kosina gave me half her chicken and Nina gave me half her tiramisu (“I’m doing my part to feed the hungry” is the way she put it.). I’ve resumed my purpose in life as a food receptacle for my friends. Life is good.

The centerpiece at our table.

This is what happens when you make me hold wine. (I don’t like the smell of it.) What muscles am I using to protrude my lower lip/jaw?!

One of our anatomy professors came by to tell us we looked really nice and should come to class sometime dressed like this instead of our usual scrubs and we-don’t-give-a-shit attire. His more exact idea was that we should just randomly chose a day to come to school super dressed up like this just to mess with everyone.

What prom is complete without an obligatory staircase shot?

As we were leaving, Kosina started running ahead and we were mystified as to why, but it was to take this picture! :O

Piano! <3

I got the bright idea to propose to Nina because I randomly had a bouquet of flowers (even though I’m technically married already.<3 you, Jun!). She rejected me because she’d “never heard of anyone proposing with flowers and not a ring.” Whatta hater. :[

So instead, we have this picture and it kinda looks like a bridal party or something.

Taking the shuttle back to our cars!

So despite my initial reservations, I’m glad I went. We had a good time dancing for hours and it was definitely a welcomed and much-needed break. Everyone I brought there came back in one piece and no one got knocked up. (I bring this part up only because my neighbor came by to give me cinnabon cookies and to tell me to be good/be safe but that if anything happened, I should “name it after him.” Thanks, dude. :O )

And now…back to the grind!

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About Farrah

A frugal, selectively antisocial Family Medicine resident physician with too many interests. Loves...God, family, friends, volunteering and helping others, making others happy, music (especially piano and singing), Tahitian/hula/salsa/pole dancing, aerial silks, learning, writing, cooking, eating, sleeping, lifting weights, playing SNES and DS, photography, editing, window-shopping, gymnastics, kickboxing, BJJ, finding great deals, pyrography, horseback riding, archery, frolicking in the great outdoors...making every moment count.

Posted on November 4, 2012, in Day by Day and tagged , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 1 Comment.

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