So it's only week 4 of the semester and I'm ready to be done. I've been stressed, I cried in class one day (don't worry, it was only a few tears and bit of snot), I've gone through an entire ink cartridge, and I got a nasty case of nausea for 3 days straight.
I've been trying not to whine and complain too much, because no one wants to hear it and it wouldn't change things anyway. But we had a test today, and it was all I could do to not go up and punch the prof in the face.
A third grader could have written a better test. I'm all for challenging tests, and I don't think we should get off easy when our profession doesn't let people off easy. This test, however, was a piece o' crap. Vaguely worded questions, questions with four right answers, questions with no right answers, and questions about statistics from the 1800's. Seriously, I could have blended my notes with some ice and flavoring into a tall smoothie, and crapped out a more cohesive exam.
Speaking of crap, the notebooks we have to put together for clinical are just busy work. And oh yes, we were given no guidelines on how to put them together. So when some students got theirs back today, rife with snarky comments, I think my friend KL (a fellow Fundus Chop! joke instigator) said it best:
I think we should just fart in our notebooks and hand them in. "Here you go, stamped with the Fart Seal of Approval."
Sign me up, KL. Sign me up.
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OMG "I could have blended my notes with some ice and flavoring into a tall smoothie, and crapped out a more cohesive exam"! I laughed for 5 minutes. my contacts are all screwed up now and my bitch across the way is looking out of her windows at my howls of laughter!
I also concur with the fart in the notebook, I would soo do that! I would put it in a ziplock bag. Seal of Approval indeed!
Are we in the same class??
I cried at school yesterday too. Lets watch at four hour long LOTR's extended version, eat Ben and Jerry's and generally commiserate on Saturday.
I'm there.
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