Le Choix Multiple

The downside of an expensive private school education over the years, and a major during my undergraduate years, although at a public University, that involved writing – no bubbles to be filled in, no eeny, meeny, miny or mo, more like….say what you know, try not to b.s. too much and if you’re articulate about it with a well constructed argument, there’s you’re “A”. Let’s not even get in to the fact that I went to Tisch for graduate school….

Enter- life at St. G.: EVERYTHING is multiple choice. You’d think – wow, Simrun, that’s GREAT, right? I mean, all the correct answers are sitting right in front of you.

Nope.

I think I get overwhelmed at the possibilities or that I let them put ideas into my head that weren’t there before. Instead of staring at a blank page eagerly awaiting my prose, I’m looking at options that were intentionally put there to confuse me. On occasion, they seem like clever suggestions. Then, I have to pause – which I hate doing – that whole slowing down thing is excruciating for me. I start to hear the Jeopardy theme song play in my head as I toy with the end of my pencil.

Ultimately, I did fine on the Biochemistry quiz and in Anatomy, but what kills me is that it would have been PHENOMENAL if I didn’t act like a kid in a candy store when I see answer choices of all varieties sitting in front of me just itching for the honor of being bubbled in by yours truly…..

By Thursday night I was incoherent and discovered that by 8:15 PM I literally couldn’t put a sentence together properly. So, like any sane person, I marched back to my dorm room, plopped myself in front of my laptop, and started watching Ugly Betty episodes on Megastic like a champ (yeah, in case you were wondering, that is what I was actually doing instead of going out with my friends and drinking like a normal post-exam student).

Was still pretty tired on Friday, since I didn’t actually get all that much sleep between my Ugly Betty marathon and the gym in the AM. I did, however, still manage to make it to Fish Friday in Goyave for a pretty awesome dinner experience.

Fish Friday is like a street food fair with almost nothing but seafood and fried goodness. A friend introduced me to one of the most deadly desert combinations I’ve stumbled upon to date: Nutmeg ice cream coupled with a fresh, hot, piece of fried bread. It’s like eating a warm doughnut with unbelievably creamy and delicious cold, nutmeg flavored perfection. I also splurged on lobster, which I’m glad I tried, but to be honest, it wasn’t all that grand. The coconut shrimp, however, is perfection.



I’ll now leave you with that thought, since I’ve just made myself hungry again…..