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The end is here.

It was with a bad attitude and a deep sigh that I got on the 5 North, exited Avery Parkway and found a parking spot for my first day of school this fall.  I was so pissed.

Today should've been my second to last day of summer vacation.  Instead, I had to be in the Health Sciences building at 8am for dum-dum-duuuuuuum: Paediatric Skills Lab Day (note English spelling of the word "pediatrics", it never ceases to make me laugh).  Today, we learned things like how to weigh a diaper (wet and dry), start IV's on fake arms the size of children (I just used the arm to slap my fellow classmates on the face and wave at my instructor), and fill out questionnaires with useless information like "I am a serf, tilling a friend's side yard to grow vegetables."  Clearly, I'm motivated about my third semester.

I wasn't kidding when I said I'm a serf.  My fellow insane gardener, Christy, has a side yard about 20'x10' and she was given the green light to plant a vegetable garden and she invited me to collaborate.  So, in addition to my own fab garden, I gained land at a remote location.  And by remote, I mean the next exit south on the freeway and two stoplights inland.  I have a whole photo essay of our breaking ground.  Let's just say it involved two blondes in boardshorts and sandals renting a rototiller from a very perplexed and worried man.  And yes, we still have 10 fingers and toes.  Each of us.

That being said, my first day of lab wiped me out.  Or maybe it was the intervals I ran tonight.  Periodic sprinting while running has that effect.  I'm going to go with school though.

1 comments:

Kelley said...

Glad I missed the labor. May I still plant with you girls? Actually, nevermind. I think I'll just come pick and eat what you girls grow when you both are at school. Tee-he he he!!!