Surprisingly, hanging out with 11 dead bodies never crossed my mind.
Youth can be so short-sighted.
Because last Friday night I found myself on the third floor of the Medical Sciences Building looking at the inside of a human torso. It all started because my roommate, a first-year med student, had been telling me how much fun he has working with cadavers. So, between my morbid curiosity and an utter lack of a social life, I agreed to go with him and his friend to the cadaver lab. I hope you readers appreciate what I do in the name of journalism. I wanted to touch the bodies.