I found some links that you might find interesting. The first link is a website designed for med students.
http://studentdoctor.net/
If you notice, there are links to student's blogs. Here is one of the blogs. Dave's blog is fascinating to read. He writes well and tells a good story. The one about the 23 yr old newlywed with a brain tumor was true insight. Dave had trouble facing the guy even when his mentor was the one carrying not so good news. Seeing first hand what goes on in Dave's heart and mind gives us a glimpse at what medical students face.
http://dave.studentdoctor.net/
I am assuming that at least one of the blogs will contain an email address of the student blogger where you might be able to get the real scoop on a med student's schedule and social life.
Here is one of Dave's funny entries:
med school makes you crazy
Second year’s moving along. We just came off a pretty tough stretch of cardiology followed by pulmonology, with hematology finishing off the semester. We’re staying afloat, and actually, my class is doing really well, posting some of the highest test scores at the Lafayette center in several years.
Alas: though there’s no anatomy in first semester like last year, there’s scads of stuff to learn, and the piling on never stops. People cope in different ways: finding new spots to study, the bar, no-study holidays, simple freaking out, and so on. Sometimes people get frayed, and sometimes they get a little loopy. We were in a loopy phase yesterday, but today things got taken to extremes.
One of my classmates brought in one of those fart noise machines and was using it during medicine class. At first, I had no idea what was going on - half the class was laughing and half was trying to figure out if someone was wearing a “kick me” sign or something. Often a target of jokes myself for my tendency to fall asleep in morning classes (I’m working on it), I was nervous that the joke might be on me again.
That’s when my classmate threw his pen on the floor, right in front of Dr. Babbs, said “Oops!”, reached to get it and then hit the button. This time I died laughing along with everybody else. One of the girls (who happens to sit next to the prankster) was laughing so hard she was crying. Dr. Babbs still had no idea what was going on, but to his credit, he realized something was up and said “Well I’m glad everyone’s in such a good mood today! Seems like everyone needed a good laugh.” Then he just kept going. Some people, who were farther away, still didn’t get it and tried to laugh along as if they did, but you could tell the difference. So I’m in a class of mostly 12-year-olds, but sadly enough I’m one of them. Ladies and gentlemen: the future of medicine.