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HUGE mental block tomorrow:

Anatomy Lab quiz

last one, I got a 7/21, F. I don't normally fail things, but her exams are hard!

It feels like it's all riding on this, and I'm still putting off studying, even at 11:39 PM.

I wonder if I won't study because I want the excuse:

Well, I didn't really study for this one. I could do it if I really tried,

but the subliminal fear is failure despite my very best efforts. Well I already know I haven't given this my best efforts already, so I guess that theory is shot and I'll have to try again next week.

Unprepared

School is school. I had a bit of a wake-up call because I failed my first anatomy lab quiz. It was a strange kind of exam where BodyDoc had arranged various models in about fifteen stations, and we'd go to the different stations and name #10, or describe the function of #4, or explain the complexities of #6's inner folds. It wasn't very fun, and I hope to be prepared next time.

I've discovered that I am a much better teacher than student. New friend and I stayed after class and worked on our homework for a couple of hours. I walked her through dimensional analysis, and we actually got the answers right, when I had missed the quiz problem three days in a row because I didn't understand it.

This weekend will be a welcome distraction...I am traveling to the great state of Arkansas to see Best Friend. We discovered Skype video chat today and got to talk in the next best to the flesh. When we were talking, we could do homework, show off our rooms, brush our teeth, and show off the objects we were speaking of. It pretty much ruled! Seeing her is the only thing that's going to help me get through this week. Seriously, I have a huge Anatomy quiz, a lab quiz, Chemistry homework, and everything else in between now and then. I think it's time to break out the color-coded planner and stick to it strictly. So I am focused on how much fun this weekend is going to be, even if we'll be holed up studying and watching movies the whole time. We don't need much to be entertained!

I am going to try to get better at posting pictures on this blog. My experience needs to be thoroughly documented so I can write a book after I've gone through charismatic shock detox.

It's not that bad, really.

I just have a feeling there's something coming that I failed to overlook...

All Smiles!

...Even though I accidentally slept through chemistry. I couldn't help it! I stayed up too late reading anatomy. That's my only flaw. Like New Friend told me today, "Jesus knew I needed sleep more." It was a very productive day because I got some sleep, most of anatomy read, and a lot of my take-home test finished for medical terminology class.

Lab partner and I get along very well! We've already gotten through the awkward hoops and so far, where he is experiment-savvy, I am precise and analytical in the interpretation of the data. We SO need each other. He walked me to my car today because it was dark, and I thought that was super sweet of him. I can't help it, but everytime he opens his mouth, he reminds me of Dallas Mavericks point guard, Jason Terry.

Tomorrow I don't have class until 12:30!! Granted, BodyDoc has promised she'll keep us the full three hours every time and sometimes go over, but I'm undeterred. I like her, even though she made us watch the corniest movie I have ever seen (Buttercream Gang, notwithstanding). "The Living Cell" goes down as the most ridiculous educational film I've ever witnessed, and that's including La Catrina of the Pasos a Pasos Spanish curricula fame.

Books.

A new friend

I made a new friend today. She conveniently happens to be the sister of All Smiles Guy and is in both of my classes. We officially met during chapel today, which I was convinced to attend by an old friend I ran into. She bought me lunch and we studied for our anatomy quiz before class. I probably made a B on it, but it was the first one and tricky, as one can only expect from Bodydoc.

Chapel was one of the most interesting experiences I've ever witnessed. A man and his wife came to pray for the president of the university, who is leaving for a massive mission trip to Niger, Africa. (I learned it's pronounced "Knee-Zhere," by the way.) It was so extraordinary because the wife spoke in tongues and her husband interpreted it. Call me Doubting Thomas, but a small part of me wondered if it was a hoax. I know it was legit because she would insert a couple of English words every now and again and he always picked them up accordingly, but it all was happening so fast there was no way he could have retained it without the entire stream of communication.

Like many less-charismatic Christians, I've always been skeptical about the gift of tongues. Basically, everything I believe can be summed up in I Corinthians 14.I don't believe that everyone can speak in tongues, so I don't believe that a mass audience should be encouraged to like the chapel speakers do. That only creates confusion and people trying to create the Holy Spirit's voice from their own vocabulary.

The worship was phenomenal, and I really wish I could be a part of it. As much as I was trying to get out of chapel before, I think a weekly dose might be good for me.

I need to be careful; those conspirators might think they have me yet!

Ahead of Schedule

Thoughts on the first day of anatomy lab...

1) Our lab manual is a coloring book.
2) I love Bodydoc (professor).
3) Her nickname for me is Miss Texas because we found out we are mutual Longhorns fans.
4) Bodydoc has a 30-pt optional extra credit assignment in which we have to perform tasks all around the building using her extra wheelchair.
5) I remember a lot more from five years ago than I thought I did!

I found out that ORU's chapel registry system is a lot different than SNU's. For example, I can swipe my card and leave. There are no friendly Chapel Chicks and Chaps to make sure I don't pull a fast one on the system. This pleases me, a little.

In other news, my Medical Vocab professor suffered a stroke, so I am praying for her recovery, because even though I never met her, that's an awful thing to happen just as a repercussion of a gallbladder surgery! We haven't had class in a week and a half, and our exam on Tuesday will be open-book. Still! I can't believe that happened to my poor teacher!

I have a quiz in both chemistry and anatomy tomorrow, so I'm going to hit the books!