Hell on an express train
I'm sure you read that subject line and are now wondering what this post is going to be about. This post is about my Anatomy class so I may start to rant. You've been warned. I will cut in case I typed more than I expect too.
Today was my first test in Anatomy. I studied all weekend. I did have fun over the weekend and I'll mention more about that later. I did mention some of it already(about my Grandma winning Senior Citizen of the Year award who I'm still proud of). Anyways, back to the Anatomy test. Dr. Jochen(my professor) said to study the outlines and read the summaries at the end of the chapters in the book and if we had time to look at the pictures. So over the weekend I read the outlines, I read the summaries, I read the chapters and I even made notecards of the definitions from the chapters.
After studying all weekend I felt confident about the test. Well, that soon changed after I got the test this morning. What was on the test was not what I studied. The stuff on the test was not on the outlines. I was so pissed. So I pretty much guessed through the whole test. Dr. Jochen tested us on the little stuff, things you wouldn't think he would test you on. I couldn't believe it. I was so mad. Everyone in my class felt the same way after they took the test. I don't know how well I did. I will find out in the morning. He said he might curve the grades. I praying for a curve.
Now I need to learn all the bones in the body. Some people are already shouting out the names of the bones and I don't know any yet. The next quiz should be interesting. The class is so hard. This is the hardest class I have ever taken. I want to give up so bad. I don't know if I can make it. Dr. Jochen is sending me to Hell on an express train.