Ah, I love google. "sexy laxin" (which would be what, a romantic laxative?) "chef boyardee jingle" "pictures of a wallabee." I like to pretend all my google hits are the same person, perhaps the very fellow with a corn plane hangar in his home. He is probably constipated from having too much chef boyardee, and not even wallabees can distract him. It's a hard life for this guy, man.
I love exams too. I mean, obviously I HATE exams, but they're also great. I have picked up evil classmate psych-out habits somewhere along the line and they bring me too much glee to stop. I walk in to the room reading some trashy novel, like I have no use for last-minute studying. I do not go back and review my answers. I leave the room first, sometimes 20 minutes before anyone else. I am that person in your class that you hate. Secretly this is all unconnected from how I acutally perform on the exam: I act totally confident even on exams where I have no clue and I am drawing pictures, although fortunately there aren't many of those exams these days.
Well anyway, my anatomy midterm was today. I did well, I believe. As usual I totally blew off my elaborate study schedule last weekend (studied 3 hours out of a planned 16. Har.) and did 2 hours of review yesterday and 2 today, which was perfect. I have to stop looking at my inability to keep to a study plan as a liability, I think. It's more like an efficiency measure, preventing me from being hindered by my chronic overestimation of my need to study. Mmm, rationalizarific.
Of course I really did have 16 hours of things to do, but most of them were chemistry, which I still haven't done anything for. The midterm is next thursday, so SOMETIME between now and then I need to do 9 chapters of problems, since I haven't been GOING to the classes so there's no chance that I'm secretly already prepared. I don't even know the names of the chapters. So hello chemistry! Tomorrow is the biology midterm, which is open book and I think impossible to study for. The difficulty of the biology exam, judging by the sample questions, will lie entirely in deciphering the obfuscatory wording every question is couched in to make the simple material hard enough to have a normal bell curve even on an open book exam. I hate that shit, but I'm good at it. Also next week is a pharmacy midterm, which I will probably study for on the bus to school. That course is really interesting and cool, but with 8 other classes I don't have time to love on the interesting and coolness, only time to suck it up and move on. Boo.
I am going to try to take biochemistry this summer so I have more time to soak in my pharm courses next year. We just found out it'll be 39 credits (2 less than I'm doing now) next year, but only 33 if I do biochem first. 33, how relaxing! Actually I feel much happier about my courseload now that I know dentists have to take FIFTY NINE credits in second year. Damn. I have it easy. I feel vaguely suspicious, like I /should/ be taking more now. But then I have 3.5 years of professional school plus practical stuff in the summers and one term, while dentists and doctors basically cram 4 years of academic work in to 2 and spend the other 2 madly learning their practical stuff, which is of major importance to their work while my practical stuff is easily picked up quickly, I gather. I am becoming an informational expert and auditor, and they are becoming experts and physical fixers. To be ridiculously oversimplistic, I guess.
I had two thanksgiving dinners. First we went to see my relatives out in the valley. I had to almost physically drag boy out, because he was so not enthused, but it was unexpectedly okay. Cancer-grandpa was not only civil but in a good mood, and I think me-as-an-adult (I last saw him several years ago, I think) and me-with-my-new-husband amused my grandparents. I'm sure they could use some amusing, so. And my crazy cousins-aunt-uncle complex are as crazy and excellent as ever AND have a new kitten, which they are all hilariously devoted to. Yay. It was nice. Then we had thanksgiving dinner with his family, which is always fine. On saturday I said "Okay, I'll make you a deal: you come to my relatives thanksgiving, and I'll come to yours." and he laughed and laughed. Because of course I don't mind seeing his family; I see them more than he does.
62 more days in this semester. I'm off to make a new elaborate study schedule that I will probably ignore. I have a lot of work to do but it just seems more and more manageable by the day. Hello, it's me, I will ownz0r school! I haven't felt this sure of myself since grade 8, and it's so fabulous that I will ignore what an arrogant prick I sound like. Har.
Oh! I could get girl guide cookies today! HMM.
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