staying up late on friday night to hang out with my myself and my notes
that's pretty sad.
so guess what.. my finals for block 4 are in 2 days. this block was only 5 weeks. and being the retard i know that is not politically correct but idgaf right now i was, i didn't study earlier. so now i'm stuck staying up cramming my notes. and staring at pictures of the gorgeous TOP to calm myself down. ugh, my life.
the trashcan in the study rooms of our biomedical building is filled with empty cans/cups of red bull, boba, and starbucks. we are hyped up on sugar and caffiene but are still rageful at each other. someone will drop their pen or unzip their laptop bag a little too loud and someone is thrown out the window or shoved into the ventilation duct.
ok, i'm exaggerating. everyone is very helpful, giving out study notes and teaching each other. i did my share of teaching for the neuroscience part. but omg, it's so much material. so i do have moments of anger.
this block is all musculoskeletal. i really wonder who was the dude who was so fascinated by the way the body moved that he cut through ALL the muscles and followed every nerve and blood vessel that supplied it. jesus christ. learning it all gives me an ulcer. and yes i know it's caused mostly by bacteria h.pylori and not stress but let me have my moment ok. i have ~100 muscles to learn and all their blood vessels and nerve supplies. so that makes about ~200 things to memorize straight. and ontop of it all, i have to know biostatistics (one of the worst subjects in the history of subjects), neuromuscular disorders, related pharmacology, and other assortment of topics. ugh.
every night for the past week i've been going into the anatomy lab and practice IDing the muscles. oh god everything looks like beef jerky/carne asda/meat.
and our group just stare at the cadavers like that for 23 minutes straight. and one person will whimper and start to cry and that gets the whole circle going. except none of us are that gorgeous/flawless/unf. we are sad medical students.
OK so thank you for listening to me complain. aghh i can see they want us to know everything before they put people's lives in our hands. well, gotta suck it up and study hard for the next 48 hours. oh my face. it hurts.
THAT IS ALL GOODNIGHT.
ETA: so i wrote the above at 2 in the morning last night and then my leechblock app shut down the page (i have that thing installed to try to curb my internet problem; so it shuts down one of "time-waster" pages if i'm on it for more than 15 mins) and i didn't get a chance to post it. i remember that i made a post, so here you go. i did not bother to proofread it, so hopefully i don't come off as too insane/rageful/racist/sexy.
so guess what.. my finals for block 4 are in 2 days. this block was only 5 weeks. and being the retard i know that is not politically correct but idgaf right now i was, i didn't study earlier. so now i'm stuck staying up cramming my notes. and staring at pictures of the gorgeous TOP to calm myself down. ugh, my life.
the trashcan in the study rooms of our biomedical building is filled with empty cans/cups of red bull, boba, and starbucks. we are hyped up on sugar and caffiene but are still rageful at each other. someone will drop their pen or unzip their laptop bag a little too loud and someone is thrown out the window or shoved into the ventilation duct.
ok, i'm exaggerating. everyone is very helpful, giving out study notes and teaching each other. i did my share of teaching for the neuroscience part. but omg, it's so much material. so i do have moments of anger.
this block is all musculoskeletal. i really wonder who was the dude who was so fascinated by the way the body moved that he cut through ALL the muscles and followed every nerve and blood vessel that supplied it. jesus christ. learning it all gives me an ulcer. and yes i know it's caused mostly by bacteria h.pylori and not stress but let me have my moment ok. i have ~100 muscles to learn and all their blood vessels and nerve supplies. so that makes about ~200 things to memorize straight. and ontop of it all, i have to know biostatistics (one of the worst subjects in the history of subjects), neuromuscular disorders, related pharmacology, and other assortment of topics. ugh.
every night for the past week i've been going into the anatomy lab and practice IDing the muscles. oh god everything looks like beef jerky/carne asda/meat.
and our group just stare at the cadavers like that for 23 minutes straight. and one person will whimper and start to cry and that gets the whole circle going. except none of us are that gorgeous/flawless/unf. we are sad medical students.
OK so thank you for listening to me complain. aghh i can see they want us to know everything before they put people's lives in our hands. well, gotta suck it up and study hard for the next 48 hours. oh my face. it hurts.
THAT IS ALL GOODNIGHT.
ETA: so i wrote the above at 2 in the morning last night and then my leechblock app shut down the page (i have that thing installed to try to curb my internet problem; so it shuts down one of "time-waster" pages if i'm on it for more than 15 mins) and i didn't get a chance to post it. i remember that i made a post, so here you go. i did not bother to proofread it, so hopefully i don't come off as too insane/rageful/racist/sexy.