A prayer that I do not vomit my brains out.
On Monday afternoon, we are dissecting sheep brains in anatomy class.
I want to cry.
It will be April 26th.
The semester ends May 12th.
I seriously thought that I was going to get out of the class with no dissections. Hello, it's been what? Four months? Now, with two weeks less he springs this on us? Eek.
I told my lab partner Justin that his job on Monday was to dissect, and my job on Monday was to not vomit.
Wish us both luck.