The Wayfare Begins....

OK so I finally have time to start a blog. It's almost the end of the Fall of '07 semester so finals are coming up. Couldn't have picked a better time, eh? I am officially on Thanksgiving break though, so I have plenty of time....For once.

My name is Matt, I'm a premed student at The University of Tennessee. My major is Biochemistry and technically still a Freshman with 22 credit hours under my belt. A lot has happened since high school, but everyone goes through that. It's life, right? I guess with my first post I'll do a little catching up. I was the average student. I played football (#99 Defensive tackle) and graduated with a 2.4GPA. During my last semester of high school I was planning on going into Nuclear Engineering (Thank God I didn't) but something happened. After midterm of the last semester I had to retake a class. Not because of bad grades, but because of attendance. Now some people don't believe that everything happens for a reason. My mom has always told me that, especially after my grandpa (Carlos O. Brown) passed away. He was the most amazing person you would ever meet. After four years I still break down about it. He was a father figure for me when my father abandoned us, and also the grandpa that would always spoil me by taking me to the toy store every day after school. Anyways to what I was saying, I had to retake that class and I just so happened got in the class with all the cheerleaders. I was like, "Holy crap." but I played it cool trying to pull of the "jock" attitude and appearance, even though deep inside I was as big of a nerd as I was back in junior high. Everything seemed normal, then I met someone. At first I was indifferent towards her but after a while we started to get to know each other. I would make her laugh all the time in class while it was silent. We were like best friends. But as everyone has experienced (if you're lucky and especially dumb enough), I started to like her. I even thought that I "fell in love" with her. Give me a break I was in high school. And for some reason, she inspired me to become a doctor. I know all of you romance lovers are hoping for a romantic sexual ending, but this is real life. To sum it all up, she thought it would be better to stay friends. Yeah it was hard to take, but we've all been through it. It's sort of our rite of passage. OK don't be so judgemental just because I decided to go into medicine for the wrong reasons, I'm not. I have life experiences in the past that I do not have the space to delve into it. Afterwards I was enrolled at Chattanooga State Community College, due to my low high school GPA. But before the semester began I was involved in a wrecked and had to take the semester off.
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Everything happens for a reason.
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OK I finally believe you.

Well when Fall semester was coming to a close it was time to get on the ball. I was working at Wal Mart as a cart pusher. It wasn't that bad, good exercise and a nice tan in the summer. But I'll be damned if I'll be doing something like this for the rest of my life. I somehow obtained some courage and applied to UT. It was a shot in the dark, I know. But a little while later I received an email. What did it say?

"Congratulations on your acceptance"

Oh my God! I have never been more excited. I even still have the email from 2006. I celebrated by going to my old high school hangout and played some pool with some old buddies. And so after a lot of paper work, before I knew it I was a Biochemistry: Premed major.

The first day of class. I remember it like it was yesterday. Only because I had one class that day and it was on a MWF schedule. I was at the bottom of the barrel when it came to registering. I arrived on campus after an hour drive. I was scared and lost. I was in the building where my first lecture was. I asked the guy beside me if this was Biology 121 and he confirmed that it was. When lecture began we sat beside each other and introduced each other. His name was Sam. Spring semester flew by before I even knew it. I ended the year my first semester with a 3.6GPA, which is competitive, so I wasn't really disappointed. That summer I took 3 courses and made B's in all of them. That dropped my GPA to a 3.38, which is getting pretty low. But all my friends tell me that it's my first year, it'll come up. I hope they're right. So now it's Fall semester, it seems like it's been a year already in just this semester. It's going by much slower than Spring did. Well in Fall I took Biology 122 MWF at the same time as last semester. Guess who's in there? Sam. We hold study groups for almost every test. We pretty much have an A in there, unlike Spring semester we both got a B. No we don't cheat. But yeah that pretty much brings us to the present even though it's been a calender year I still have a very long road ahead of me. The road to medicine.