Freedom (boredom already?)

AAAHHH.... How satisfying it is to finally have finished my first set of uni exams!
Downside is that today's exam = TOTAL WASTE OF TIME. Damn... people who write these things should get a major kick up the arse. You would think that exams should test the stuff you learn, not the stuff not learnt at an stage during the year. Oh wait... maybe i should have listened during those deadly 8am lectures... maybe getting drunk and staying up till 5am isnt a good idea?
Ah stuffit. Its all just a waste of time anyway... i mean really, couldn't they just chuck us fresh medical students straight into the hospital to learn? Didn't some smartarse education minister want to include more hands on learning in the education system? We really should be learning straight out of live bodies rather than those cadavers... they don't even move! There nothing more educational than having arterial spray shoot you directly in the eye, that way you will know NEVER to cut that thing again ;)
Anyway back to today... After exams i went to lunch and shopping. Which may sound pretty average, but the more i think about it the weirder it is. Since starting uni i have experienced a significant change of past times. I used to get drunk and play cards, but now shopping... and going to trendy restraunts are the norm. The thought dawned on me... Am i turning METROSEXUAL? To all you ladies out there... there may be nothing wrong with that, but rest assured... it freaks the living SHIT out of me. So in a vain attempt to explain myself, and in a moment of devine inspiration, another thought occured to me (this was one of those light bulb moments where you that little light in your brain suddenly switches on and you think "oh shit that's the answer"): "There are a lot of girls doing med" OK so it doesn't sound so enlightening, but let me explain...
Well, in those dark pre-pubescent years, the girls hated me (maybe it had something to do with the fact that i gave them shit on the rare occasion that i paid attention to them?) During those years of high school... my brain grew a little, and somewhere in the middle i realised... "hey chicks are appealing" So for the rest of those years, i tried (without avail) to find myself a piece of the "action" (that was so excessively hyped up by movies and friends) between passing school. Come uni however, a sudden increase in numbers (and proportion) of females suddenly made my search a lot easier. Hence, due to some subconscious decision i made in my late high school years, i have tended to associate with ladies. This plus the fact that i now realise there are A LOT of openly gay/metrosexual people around uni have contributed to the way i behave... and today i made the critical observation.
So in order to combat this, i have prescribed myself some treatment/tasks over the holidays:
1. Get a haircut - yeah... it doesn't pay to leave your hair out... it makes you look like a sissy
2. Learn to drive (a manual) - this has a lot of benefits including: freedom, a method of picking up more chicks etc. more importantly though, only real men know how to drive a manual
3. Watch the Hulk - nothing like a mean green thing bashing stuff up to restore masculinity
4. Reacquaint myself with the good old days - get drunk (on scotch, the MAN drink) and play poker
5. Run a lot - aside from the benefit of burning the stores of adipose i have clogged in my arteries... i heard it increases testosterone production (the MAN hormone)
6. Watch football - the MANLY game
7. Act like a general slob - eat cosntantly, restore bad table manners, fart and belch. after all... a METROSEXUAL would NEVER do that right?