Makes ya think

Why is it that "those people" are more concerned with the rights of laboratory animals than those of unborn fetuses? Today in the UW newspaper, they had an article highlighting the groups that protest animal cruelty in labs right along with an article saying how we should work to uphold Roe vs. Wade. Now I'm down with humane treatment of animals, but ... What kind of junk is this?!!?!??!?! Where people are more concerned about whether a lab animal is going to die than that we are actively killing humans? Fetuses grow up to be humans, but monkeys just grow up to be monkeys... I've never seen a monkey grow up to be a human... oh wait, so THAT is what they were trying to teach me in school. Hmmmm....

My face...

... is really quite red. I fear that I may look sort of like a lobster, but I have seen worse cases (not on me, mind you... ;) It doesn't hurt too bad, but you ask me in the morning whether or not I still feel that way. I wanted sun, I guess I found it.

It was sunny and warm today, not for the first time, but it was the first time that it was sunny and warm that I could actually take advantage of it. And take advantage of it I did. I went to the spring game (yes, more Husky football and guess what, more HMB... but I will spare you the details, except to say that I really do love Isaiah Stanback). And then I came home and washed my car and cleaned my car and vacuumed my car... she is looking absolutely beautiful now! (Anybody want to go for a ride?) And it was sunny and warm and the sky was that beautiful shade of blue with a few white puffy clouds and the grass was green and lush and soft underneath my bare feet. *ahem* Got a little carried away there, for a moment I thought I was writing a descriptive essay or something. And then we had BBQ for dinner. And now my window is open, letting in the slight breeze and the night sounds. Ah, days like this bring back so many good memories. I love night time, but there is nothing I love more than a good summer's night. Its getting there, but no, April is not quite summer, I know.

When will enough be enough?!?!

Why can my professor write a midterm that turns out a class average of ..... wait.....get this.....

42%!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I know of no other job where an overall success rate of less than half would be acceptable. And, no, this is not due to some major failing on our part's as students, I mean, it CAN'T be when the average is 42! I just don't get where the professors come off thinking that they can not teach us anything and get away with it. Fortunately for me, I was above the average, but I didn't do so hot either. I've been to every class, I read all the chapters, I did the homework and practice problems, I took diligent notes, I studied hard and reread all of my notes multiple times. And all to no avail, apparently. That, to me, is the grind, if you work, you should be able to have something to show for that work.

And why can't they make shortsleeve shirts with sleeves in them? You ever try shopping for a shortsleeve sweater that is appropriate to wear to church during the summer?? Yah, it's not fun. And why does it matter anyways? Does anybody REALLY find my armpits that enticing? I don't think so....

Oh, go palpate yourself!

I imagine that it must be time for a new post. I have been stressed out beyond belief, and unfortunately, I will probably continue to be so until this quarter is over. You already know why, but I am giving fair warning that I may not post as often as I did during the last two quarters.

BUT!!!!!!!!!!

For tonight, I do have something to post. I have an anatomy test tomorrow, so I am dutifully studying away. We have covered 350 pages in three weeks. Talk about a marathon race through almost all of the skeletal and muscular systems, not to mention a couple of joints thrown in there for good measure. Anyways, so I am reading along in my book and it will say something to the affect of, "If you touch just in front of your ear, you are touching your temporal bone." Except they don't say "touch", they say "palpate". And they don't say "in front of", they say "ventral to the ear." This is all well and good, as long as it is on my head or my arm or something, but then they say "The tuberosity can be palpated by sitting on your fingers." And I go "Whoa!!" (There are much worse examples of where they tell you to palpate, but I will spare you). Not to mention the fact that to me "palpate" already sounds a little bit odd... maybe an insult? How would you like it if someone said, "Oh, go palpate yourself!" Yah, sounds sorta mean to me. Anyways, that is all that is new and exciting in my life. Palpation. Yay.

On a side note, I really like my professor. First off, her name is Cat and anybody named Cat is cool. Secondly, she says things that everybody else is too worried about to say. Example: In our last powerpoint when we were discussing the muscles of the abdomen, she stole a picture of an Abercrombie&Fitch model and pointed out his muscles on her slide. But she was telling us where she got the picture and she said that these nearly naked models led to confusing advertising. And she said, I walk past the store and see these pictures and I am like, "What am I supposed to buy?!?!?" It was the best quote ever cause it is so true. Not to mention that it raises the question of wether or not you can go to Abercrombie&Fitch and come out with a nearly naked model as your purchase. Maybe I should go check it out...JUST KIDDING!!!!!

Is this really what it comes down to?

I have yet to post anything about school this quarter, even though I'm in the third week already. Suffice it to say, I have gone completely insane and am taking 4 classes and 17 credits. Doesn't sound too bad, until you stop to think that those classes consist of microbiology, anatomy, organic chemistry (with a lab) and a psychology lab (complete with rats!). Unfortunately, everybody that I speak with is quickly able to grasp that it is insane to be taking all of these biological sciences... why I couldn't figure that out when I was registering is beyond me. Never even crossed my mind.

But, I really did have a point to posting. I just wanted to share with you the warning that is in my organic chemistry lab manual for my lab today:

Safety Note: Alkyl halides are toxic. Some alkyl bromides are suspected carcinogens. Wear gloves and avoid skin contact. Add alkyl halides to the test tubes in a fume hood and do not breathe alkyl halide vapors.

So for all of my hard efforts... I am rewarded with the possibility of getting cancer from my chemistry class. Great.

Why oh why?

Why is it that only little old ladies ever comment on my dimples and tell me that they are cute? Why can't some amazingly hot, wonderfully funny and incredibly intelligent guy come up and say, "You have really nice dimples. They make you look like a hobbit and I think that is terribly cute." If he did, I would know that I had found the right guy =)