Philadelphia, PA
love fountain
I've been in Philly for about 3 months now. It has always been a love-hate relationship with Philly. The city is beautiful at night, and yeah, it basically stops there. I've seen the good, the bad, and the ugly (scroll down). Having moved cross-country from Oregon, it was hard adjusting to life on the East Coast. The mannerisms, rushed feel of the people who live here, the smell of piss enveloping the city, and the infestation of rats and cockroaches are just a few things I have yet to get used to. Apparently, my friends who have lived here all their life are oblivious to the things mentioned above. I'm not sure if I can ever evolve to their level, but eventually I'll adjust to the city life. Below are random photos taken around the city.
The good:
Pretty, eh?
city
suburbs
The ugly:
don't leave your bike! actually, don't leave anything behind
some sketch neighborhood
I have never seen so much poverty in the US before in my life. This has been an eye-opening experience because I never knew such a place existed. Having lived my entire life in Oregon's lush green and protective environment, I never had the chance to expose myself to what the other side of the US looked like. It was sad and disheartening seeing how people live here. Shackles, run-down houses, and a ton of empty lots in crime-infested neighborhoods. Heck, the dental school advises that we request a security guard to escort us from the school to the subway past 5 pm. During orientation, we were instructed to hide our cell phones when walking from the subway to school, watch our backs at all times, etc. It was scary at first being a girl living in the city and commuting to and from school via the subway, but I have come to realize that this city isn't that bad. It's just about being smart about your surroundings at all times. Currently, I'm waiting until the day when I can proudly proclaim my love for this city, but I have not yet been able to do just that. We'll see how my opinion of this city changes four years later.
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The reason I am in Philly? Call me ignorant, stupid, oblivious, call it whatever you like. When I applied for dental school last year, I figured, with all the history Philly has to offer, this was going to be a safe and bustling city. Having wanted to live in a big city my whole life, I leaped at the opportunity to get out of Oregon and start dental school halfway across the country. So far, I really love going to school, but I hate the exams part (obvious much). I love lab, and I especially love the pre-clinic stuff. We started with wax-ups where we were given pegs and had to construct the missing tooth from the typodont from absolutely nothing. I never knew dental school meant learning all the grooves, cusps, and fissures of every single tooth and being able to differentiate a left lateral incisor from a right. It drove me crazy at first, but I can't believe how much I have learned in so little time. It has been an amazing experience, and I am so grateful to be doing something I enjoy. We just started doing composite resin and amalgam restorations in our patient (ie, a plastic head attached to our lab station).
my locker-- feels like high school all over again
my wax up kit
my first wax up!
meet Pierre! my first patient :)



