Two in a row?!

It's Sunday morning and Naomi has been in bed for almost 4 whole hours. So far the dogs have been keeping it cool and letting her sleep. I am making attempts to study. *sigh*

Each student has their own rituals for going through their study material. I've seen people make an entire pine tree's worth of note cards: Some of those people use them to memorize and some people just make them and never bother to read them again. There are students who make these terrifying mind maps, hoping to encapsulate all the material into one giant constellation. The largest one of these I've seen was nearly 6' long. Some people use the study rooms and cover the dry erase boards with gibberish, like the Beautiful Mind guy.

Me, I fall into the highlighting crowd. I read my notes and highlight the hell out of them. I read through my notes at least twice before a test, and so the second time I go through them I select a different color. I prefer my first coat to be yellow and then a second coat of either pink or blue. The reason for this is by mixing yellow and blue I can get a third color of green, or using pink, orange. This allows me THREE colors by the time I've gone through twice. My prismatic notes, by the second pass, are nearly impossible to read without seizing. I've had numerous classmates get really upset with me when I try to show them something in my notes because they are so terrifying. I have, as of week 5, used up and thrown away 8 highlighters. I just bought 30 more this weekend, so I'm good for a couple of weeks. I'm a junky!

I've just been soooo busy

School is getting its hooks into my free time again. My malnourished internet time is really beginning to show in such areas as my trivial fact-finding, meme knowledge, and my online Risk strategy. And of course, all five of you readers out there are also being starved for knowledge. I apologize from the bottom of my heart.

I had a Pharmacology (or Pharm, or Farm) test on Friday. I bleed one hundred some odd drugs along with their obscure effects and side-effects onto 5 pages of multiple-choice goodness. School is just fun.

So, I'm teaching a Hebrew class all next week for my friend Tali. Since I have long since mastered Hebrew, this should be no problem. It turns out she uses the same book I used in Israel, but her class is on page 60 and not 415 so I should be able to answer any and all questions they have. I don't think she really expects me to do much with the class, but there's a part of me that would really like them to be fluent when she gets back. We'll see if I can pull it off.

Naomi is fully back in her yo-yo schedule. This leaves me to try and fill in the gaps with my more flexible schedule so that I have aligning free time. Tonight (Saturday), she works at 10pm. I probably WON'T be trying to mirror this, but I will study all morning so that I can slack off when she wakes up.

My crowning achievement this weekend? I affixed a basket to my bike. Now I can really haul stuff. It is slightly more masculine than a white wicker basket, at least to my eye. I'm going to add some streamers to the handlebars to complete the effect.

Settling into School

This year it feels like medical school is easing us back into things. This is in direct contrast to the horror stories everyone has heard describing this year as the Worst Year of All-Time Ever: Don't Make Plans to Have Fun and You'll Probably Die. So far, pretty pleasant.

Our new class list is composed of Pharmacology (Pharm, or Farm), Principles of Infectious Disease (PID, or pid), Pathology (Path), and Foundations of Clinical Practice III (FCP). This class load will lead to increased efficiency when we bitch about school because pretty much every class can be abbreviated to one syllable. The extra time this is going to generate will probably be spent bitching about other things. We're a mature bunch.

I'll have more later.