Exhaustion
I am so tired.
Grad school has proven to be quite an involving task. I knew it was going to be a lot of work. I had no idea it was going to be quite like this, though. I feel completely drained, like all my mental and physical faculties have been sapped dry.
I had my first test today. We had to recall over 100 structures of the brain by rote, plus have detailed knowledge of the primary sentory and motor pathways (medial lemniscal, spinothalamic, corticospinal, extrapyramidal, optic, acoustic) plus whatever knoweldge we could spare about various methodological techniques, including but not limited to radioimmunoassay, in vivo and in vitro autoradiography, and the proper stereotaxic implantation of a push-pull canulla.
After that, I had to proctor a test in a methodology class, administer a quiz on the areas of the brain in an intro to psych class, gather all of the above for grading this weekend, attend a meeting about an in-class debate coming up next week (which I have to write a paper for this weekend as I study for a big stats test coming up on Monday) and then sit through a three hour ethics class.
All today.
And I just got home about an hour ago.
It's 10:00. At night.
I left this morning at 8:00.
Yup, Grad school is rough.
And I honestly love every minute of it.
Thank you Lord for this amazing opportunity.
Grad school has proven to be quite an involving task. I knew it was going to be a lot of work. I had no idea it was going to be quite like this, though. I feel completely drained, like all my mental and physical faculties have been sapped dry.
I had my first test today. We had to recall over 100 structures of the brain by rote, plus have detailed knowledge of the primary sentory and motor pathways (medial lemniscal, spinothalamic, corticospinal, extrapyramidal, optic, acoustic) plus whatever knoweldge we could spare about various methodological techniques, including but not limited to radioimmunoassay, in vivo and in vitro autoradiography, and the proper stereotaxic implantation of a push-pull canulla.
After that, I had to proctor a test in a methodology class, administer a quiz on the areas of the brain in an intro to psych class, gather all of the above for grading this weekend, attend a meeting about an in-class debate coming up next week (which I have to write a paper for this weekend as I study for a big stats test coming up on Monday) and then sit through a three hour ethics class.
All today.
And I just got home about an hour ago.
It's 10:00. At night.
I left this morning at 8:00.
Yup, Grad school is rough.
And I honestly love every minute of it.
Thank you Lord for this amazing opportunity.
posted by Raoul The Destroyer at 9:48 PM
5 Comments:
I hear you.
I had a midterm, two classes, and a butt load of homework due yesterday. And now I have a take-home midterm, and more butt-loads of homework. If this is what the first year is like, can't wait to start my research :)
Although I remember talking to mom and dad and saying, "How is that I can love something and at the same time hate it so much?" ... grad school is a strange beast...
keep up the good work big-bro! You are persuing your passion!!! Miss you lots here in MA. Hey did you know mom and dad are selling the Tulsa house and are moving to Sand Springs? But they are keeping the Taos house!!! Everything has changed, crazy!
-B
Yeah. Sounds like they're getting borred up (or down for you guys) there in OK.
They're doing WHAT? I haven't heard a single THING about that!!! You're freaking kidding me! Sand Springs? NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! I like our neighborhood! This is bad!
Just because the town crier hears the words "sand springs", you shouldn't all freak...This is not a row house
it's up in the hills between tulsa,owasso&the springs.....PICTURE GILCREASE hills & the views...Besides
this house is so valuable that we
should have money left over to fix up the Taos house the way mom & I have always wanted
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