Its 'Finals Week'. And I'm oddly calm as usual.
I've been working on my study guide power points and in general wondering when I'll get time to study but I'm not worried. Why worry?
Right now, all of my grades are at a suitable place. Yes, they all could be higher. Anesthesiology is tetering because of an f-ed up grading scale. I've pulled companion animal medicine out of the abyss of an F to a very suitable rally. Stupid neurology.
I'm ready to be a third year. I'm ready to start a block with equine and food animal. I can feel it. I can feel how ready I am in my bones. I know I'll be kicking ass and taking names next block even if a majortity of my time will be spent in surgery labs.
And maybe because I am so ready, so confidant about being a third year, that's why I'm not worried about finals. Well, that and the fact that I never (hardly ever) worry.
[EDIT-Originally, published to Blogger on May 22, 2011.]
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