The Goggle Lines
There is really nothing more awesome than walking out of the science building after being in lab for five hours and having red markings from your goggles on your face. These signify all of the hard work you have just put in and that whatever you were doing was so dangerous that you had to wear something to protect your fragile eyes. And, if you are really dedicated to your experiment, perhaps you will even forget to remove your goggles before exiting the laboratory. Yes, that is the ultimate sign of a person so hard-core that he or she cannot be bothered to remove the goggles.
After a few minutes, the goggle lines surrounding your eyes and making a fine mark on your cheeks will fade, and nothing will distinguish you from others on campus. Of course, if you happened to spill ninhydrin on your hands, it leaves brilliant dark purple spots on your skin that will not be removed for a few days, or perhaps you have managed to spill some toxic chemical on your shirt that is quite noticeable. While goggle lines are short-lived, they may be the least permanent marking that makes you different from people of other majors.
The science department is notorious at Carson-Newman for having picnics, ice cream socials, bonfires, etc. Even the Tri-Beta float for the Homecoming Parade involved decorating Dr. Boise’s little green car as an ice cream cone and dressing up members of the club as “sweets” and “better sweets” in relation to how healthy the treat was. I enjoyed going to Dr. Trentham’s house and Dr. Morton’s house for bonfires, just another benefit of being a pre-med. student (I can go to both chemistry AND biology functions). However, it is more than just eating that draws me to this major; I of course enjoy the company of all who also partake of the food. What other people will understand the joy of having two or more major tests on the same day, or experiencing the thrill involved in watching surgeries and C-sections, and listening to heartbeats and respiration?
The “Oh, wow!” Look
Entering my junior year of study here at Carson-Newman, I have not changed my major like everyone told me I was bound to do or even failed Organic Chemistry. The reason why I will not change my major is because I love what I am doing (for the most part) and I will one day reap the benefits of studying and working hard now. I love being a Biology/Pre-med. major. Over the next several weeks, I will list some of the reasons why I love what I am doing, and perhaps others may even be able to relate to some of the silly, random, and even strange things that stick out in my mind.
I am not going to lie, I highly enjoy it when people ask me what I am studying in college. Whether it is the little old ladies from my church, people my parents work with, or even random people I meet while at Wal-Mart or on C-N campus, I always get the same response. It goes something along the lines of:
Other person: “So, what’s your major?”
Me: “I’m Biology, Pre-med!”
Other person (with wide eyes): “Oh, wow!”
Now, the following responses vary. Some people comment that I must study a lot (which I do), or they confirm that I want to be a doctor (which I do), and then the conversation could veer off to what schools I am looking at or what I want to specialize in. Or, if I meet another pre-med. student or even a person in the health professions, we instantly have some common ground. I have no idea if the pre-med. curriculum is the hardest one out there, but it seems like most people think it is fairly tough, so who am I to change their minds? Being pre-med. is much more than taking harder science classes; it is the experiences a person gains along the way. Through all of my job shadowing and internships, I have seen many things. All of it just confirms what I already know: I love medicine. I hope one day to do what thousands of others already do; help others with the knowledge and skills that I have acquired through my years of learning.