what's this? free time?

Honest truth: I am loving university.

Since my classes have started and I've gotten into this regular routine, I've been literally bounding out of bed in the morning because I am genuinely looking forward to my classes. I am such a nerd, it's frightening.

My favorite class so far is English, but only because it's been a life-long interest of mine. My professor is a bit of a wacko, but very intelligent and excessively talented within his field of study and teaching. But a close second is my Nursing Concepts class, which is only a slight snooze due to the fact I have a whole semester of 'federal health care' and 'health care policies' to learn before my clinicals in January. Speaking of which - I am now the proud owner of a purple stethoscope and an uber snazy, pearly white lab coat. Yes, I have indeed officially crossed the line over into the science world. 'Tis wonderful, but a tad geeky.

Biology is absolutely terrifying. I love anatomy and physiology, but the amount of topics combined in a class combined with the speed makes a terrible combination. I'd say that I am a rather swift learner, but this material is just nuts. We've covered anatomical positions, regions, sections and cross sections, major body systems (complete with their functions, major organs, and respective hormones), cell structures - complete with the various organelles, fluids, and concentration gradients, and basic microscope work. And we've only had two lectures and one lab. Wow. I am still in utter amazement at the amount of material I've had to cram into my head these past few days. Grade twelve now seems like a snap.

Hilarious lab story. For the first laboratory lab, we were assigned to set up a cheek cell under our microscope. Easy enough, right? Take swab, place on slide, dye blue, and protect with cover slip. But the part where I fail, and will always fail, is when blue dye comes in to the story. Sometime between high school and now, the coverslips changed from flimsy, bendable plastic to 'non-bendy' plastic. But no one told me this. So with the drop of ink on my cell slide, I tried to gracefully place the slip on top. But it snapped into shards and sent the ink flying. I stained the majority of my once-white work area a lovely shade of royal blue, and my entire right hand. A bottle of bleach and many apologizes later, I tried to honestly warn my instructor that these sorts of events happen all the time whenever I am given something permanent, hot, or breakable. She wasn't impressed. But she'll realize one day that my warning was from an honest heart. I am just praying my next 'moment' doesn't involve fire, or a live test subject.

Despite the lecture overload and laboratory fiasco, biology is dandy. The learning will never end, regardless of long I am in school for or how long I practice for. But it's just so doggone neat.

Anyways, that's pretty much it. My free time on this lovely Wednesday is coming to a close as my monstrosity of a nursing textbook is beckoning me to its homework. Plus, my mother sent me brownies. And they have to be eaten before they mold, right?

Peace out, folks.

D.

ps - if you really, really love me, record the HOUSE season premier and send it to me via Facebook. Thanks, friends!!