The kidneys will save me
We're starting a new part of Block 3 today: the renal system. I'm hopeful I can do better here than I did on yesterday's exam.
They posted a key and I got 60/70, for a very average score of 86. I told my friend Beth last night that it was the worst performance I've given on an exam. I think that's true. I don't know. I had done three shots of something called SoCo lime when I said that it and it seemed right at the time. At the moment I'm too hung over to (a) go to class or (b) recall prior test scores. The whole class went out last night. They do that after every exam, but I'm almost always too emotionally drained from the test to go. Plus, I've usually ignored Drew for about a week prior to the exam so I prefer spending time with him rather than getting hammered with 23 year-olds. It was fun going out with people last night, although it's still definitely not my scene.
I have to class capture today's lectures. They put the audio and powerpoint slides online so if you miss class you can still hear the lecture. Of course it's not easy to do that without also reading your email at the same time, because the lectures can be pretty dry at times. And the internet is so fun. Which means watching four hours of lecture ends up taking five or six hours, so I generally try to avoid missing class. This morning I tried to avoid it, but I failed. I woke up at 3:30 still fully dressed with all the lights on. I got to sleep by 4:00 but didn't wake up until 7:15, the time I typically leave for the subway.
I'm feeling okay. Sad and lonely, but what's new. I'm going to fill my day with productive endeavors and try to avoid self-pity and self-destructive behavior.
Mom, I'm okay. I'm going to be fine.
It's Hillary I'm concerned about.
They posted a key and I got 60/70, for a very average score of 86. I told my friend Beth last night that it was the worst performance I've given on an exam. I think that's true. I don't know. I had done three shots of something called SoCo lime when I said that it and it seemed right at the time. At the moment I'm too hung over to (a) go to class or (b) recall prior test scores. The whole class went out last night. They do that after every exam, but I'm almost always too emotionally drained from the test to go. Plus, I've usually ignored Drew for about a week prior to the exam so I prefer spending time with him rather than getting hammered with 23 year-olds. It was fun going out with people last night, although it's still definitely not my scene.
I have to class capture today's lectures. They put the audio and powerpoint slides online so if you miss class you can still hear the lecture. Of course it's not easy to do that without also reading your email at the same time, because the lectures can be pretty dry at times. And the internet is so fun. Which means watching four hours of lecture ends up taking five or six hours, so I generally try to avoid missing class. This morning I tried to avoid it, but I failed. I woke up at 3:30 still fully dressed with all the lights on. I got to sleep by 4:00 but didn't wake up until 7:15, the time I typically leave for the subway.
I'm feeling okay. Sad and lonely, but what's new. I'm going to fill my day with productive endeavors and try to avoid self-pity and self-destructive behavior.
Mom, I'm okay. I'm going to be fine.
It's Hillary I'm concerned about.
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2 Comments:
denial aint just a river in egypt
if you were to chart your feelings/ imbibement/ study time, such as Bridget Jones did, you might be surprised where your focus is.
Only because I care.
And I know you want the best for you, and sometimes the job of loved ones is to point out what should be obvious.
Well I probably wouldn't be surprised. I see the problems. Thanks for trying to focus me in on them, though. Using alcohol to relieve stress is a dangerous habit, I know.
And also not very effective.
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