Yesterday, myspace was being stupid and not posting anything...
Yesterday, I was declared the supreme veterinary god. Granted it was by Zach, but who's really counting. Despite my 2.7 GPA, my class rank says that I am smarter than 10 other people. I figure it would be higher had I not fallen on my face that first couple of blocks.
And the truth of the matter, with the exception of the C I got on yesterday's test, I have been answering some questions and kicking ass in class. Questions such as what is milk fever? And throwing out the schooch test as a plan of action for a sick dairy cow. And knowing what rabbit syphyllis looks like and the treatment. Seriously, where are the cowboys?
Yesterday, I also made Joe a crap ass Valentine here at school. I should of really put some effort into it but I didn't feel like being patient and waiting for the scissors that were being hogged by the pretty girls that called me a fun hater and kid hater because I won't go to their stupid formal (though secretly, I think my group of friends has decided to go stag) and don't like The Princess Bride. Whatever....
I hate Bovine Club. I hate Bandana's. Yes, the two are totally related.
I thought of some professional goals for myself the other day. First off, May 2010-graduate vet school. Then by say ten years out, be recognized locally (county or state) as one of the best dairy vets. Then by 25 years out, be recognized nationally for the same. Maybe do some research. I am still contimplating the consistant use of oxytocin in dairy cows post calving to prevent retained placentas. Would it create increased productivity? Would it be financially worth it? Hmmm.... My goal right now however is to not be distracted and actually get some studying done.
[EDIT-Orginially published to Blogger on February 15, 2011.]
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