26 sleeps until I am done finals.
I know that using 'sleeps' as a way of marking time may be seen as infantile but its my kind of countdown.
We're doing the neuroanatomy unit right now which is fascinating and challenging--but overall I am enjoying it. I just wish I didn't have the kidney to be reviewing (and all those other blobs in the abdominal cavity) at the same time. I'd love to just kick it on the porch with my neuro book for a couple of weeks.
Sadly the medical school doesn't roll that way.
Campus is in a state of flux as all of the 18 year old alcoholics majoring in sweet-f*ck-all are finishing up and heading back from whence they came. It's been nice seeing them roll by my window in res with their luggage on wheels. At least now I wont have to dodge vacuum cleaners that have been thrown off balconies on my walk to class. Speaking of my window, here is the view from it right now:
Turns out res is turfing all the bedding and buying new stuff for next year. I shudder to think of what a swab from that pile would grow.
I have to admit though it has been making me slightly jealous seeing everyone celebrating and leaving, knowing I still have a month left of classes.
Tobie went back to Canada on Thursday morning. Of course I am going to miss him but with the school work crescendo building to a frenzy it'll probably be better that he doesn't see me again until it is all over. I have already reverted to my pre-Tobie rituals of staying up too late studying and taking meals in front of my computer. BAD ABB!!
For now though I am going to try and enjoy the sunshine and the studies. Now that the din is lowered studying at home ought to be a viable option. If you're looking for me I will be located here, in the study pit (another glimpse into the glamorous life of medical students in Ireland).