Last week I was kind of a nut case. I basically came to a point where learning anything new was physically painful, and just prioritized what I thought was most important. So I definitely learned NOT to procrastinate if I don't want my head to explode! It's crazy though because despite that fact that I was beyond sleep deprived, over caffeinated, and feeling loony by the end of last week, I had to literally FORCE myself to lay down and take a nap after my exams, rather than study for the next week. It's hard to make myself relax knowing there is so much to be done. But it was a glorious 4 hour nap, and I even went out and was social on Friday night :)
Anyway, we've finished our calf dissection, dissected a fetal pig yesterday, and we're doing a chicken tomorrow (also did a turtle last week, and a snake the week before!). I think it's pretty safe to say I will pass on being a food animal vet. And an equine vet. Yep. Although I do have a thing for goats!! What do you think about a marine mammal, small animal, goat vet? Possible? I think so... :)
So what's left you say? Well I have a bovine theriogenology final today, an epidemiology final tomorrow, and integration exam Thursday, and then 4 more finals next week. I'm teetering on the edge of an A (89.94 at the moment) in Physiology, and with it being a 6 credit class I REFUSE to get a B! That will destroy me! So my main focus starting Wednesday will be ruminant digestive physiology (not my favorite topic) which I basically need to get a 95 on. I CAN DO THIS!
I know, my life is incredibly fascinating, right? Study, sleep, eat (occasionally). So intriguing. As a side note, I decided to rent a room in a condo, where I'll be living with a roommate that works at Gulf World. I can't bring Rhyley though :( It seriously makes me sick to think about being without her for two months! I hate even leaving her for school! Yes, I realize I have a serious issue hahah but I don't care. She's my best friend and I don't really trust anyone with her. Over Christmas break my dad was going in and out of the house and left the door cracked. I was calling her name and she didn't come, so I got up to check on her. I see the door open, run outside, and she is half way to the street!!!! If I hadn't been there, I guarantee she would be dead right now. Going to be so sick with worry all summer. But it really is best for her (as long as my dad doesn't kill her) because I could be working anywhere from 30-60 hours a week...more if I want to get a part time job. It's not really fair for her to be trapped at home all the time. My mom is at home 4-5 days out of the week, so she'll at least be with her most of the time. Plus I will be paying 300 in rent, rather than 1200 (even though she really is worth the extra money). Sigh.
Alright, time to review some bovine rectal palpation and whatnot. Yeah, it's a glamorous life I lead.
