I’m Alive and Well

I must apologize from my long absence. I am just starting to adjust to my routine, so it’s going to be a little crazy the next few weeks. What with balancing homework, work and still have a little time to goof off. Somehow I always manage to find time for that, even if I really shouldn’t.

So let’s see…school is going well, I haven’t gotten kicked out or seriously hurt or anything like that, so I consider myself hunky-dory. My Microbiology Professor is a little wacky. He gets really animated and excited when he starts to discuss different diseases that are caused by the microscopic world of germs. Today he went on for a little while about Ecoli. Very fascinating. I always like hearing about diseases that are transfered through cow feces.

I was actually able to feel my brain stop working in my Anatomy Lab. I’m serious, I was just sitting there listening to the instructor explain the various landmarks on the Ethmoid bone, and it hit me. Total brain shutdown, information overload, yoo-hoo?-nobody’s home, good bye. Except I was still conscious. If my brain really shut down I would have resembled a carrot or potato. Instead of the tomato that I resemble after I get sunburned. Anyways… I was the dutiful student and continued to listen, but if you asked me right now if I could tell you the difference between the Foramen magnum and the Styloid process, well I could tell you right now since I had to look up some complicated names to type- I couldn’t remember any, but that’s besides the point. The point is, my brain no work so good.

As long as I study for about 6 hours a day- maybe just 4 on Sundays- I think I’ll be fine.

Like that’s going to happen. I have to have my goofing off time, not to mention I have to work every once in a while.

Speaking of work, everything is going well. I still enjoy my co-workers, except for one of them- and it’s not that bad. Just mild irritation whenever she opens her mouth. But this isn’t the time or place to discuss such matters. I leave that to when I get home, find my brother on the couch and decide it’s about time to release some frustration. Since he was barely conscience I figured he probably wouldn’t remember much anyways.

But in all honesty I find my work fulfilling and interesting, and even enjoyable as long as there are no bodily by-products involved.

Ok well I need to get back to my 6 hour study schedule.

I’m serious!

; )