Well, it is that time of the year. Everyone is packing their little (and big – such as in my case) tikes off to school and waving them off on the bus (or giving them a free tank of gas.. or not).
I am entering my third year of university (please, oh please let it be done!) and looking forward to some awesome classes (then there are some not so exciting. Such as bioinformatics. As important of material it is, like physics, I am convinced I do not need to understand it. Computers work. Genes can be mapped and computerized. All similar to the fact that gravity has not failed me yet!). The good classes include anatomy (this is so I can sound intelligent when I am prompting couples “Joe, please place your flexor digitorum profundus in an abduction movement type near to her supraclavicular nerve”) and psychology of child development (note: do not drop your child on his or her head repeatedly. It might effect their social ability later in life.. or prevent them from ever attempting hand stands).
On this note however I will just ask that everyone be patient when getting in contact with me. I will respond as soon as possible to answer any questions :) . That being said however I may not be completely sensical due to hitting the sack at the dawn of 3am and waking up at 6am for 8am classes. Whose idea were 8am classes anyways? I need to speak to them!
Thanks a ton everyone!
Oh, and I have to share. I had the chance to meet the most adorable, handsomest little boy this afternoon. Meet Mr. L. More to come soon!
This last one pretty much describes my feelings about school. The first week is pretty dandy – the next twelve, well for lack of a better expression: *raised eyebrow*
by Brittany
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