Why would someone choose to major in what is, arguably, their worst subject?
You have to understand where I am coming from, here. It has never been my best subject; in the standardized tests I always scored significantly higher on my math and science portions. I remember on my entrance exams for the Governor's School, I was in the 99th percentile for everything except the history, which was somewhere in the 80s.
So I shouldn't be terribly disappointed then that I can get a 98 on pretty much every anatomy test last semester, but after 4 days of studying I can only pull off an 86 on a history test. I mean, I have it coming, right?
But that's part of what I like about it. It isn't something I can do in my sleep. I have to really work to do well in it. I've started studying already for the next test which is two weeks away. I enjoy a challenge - I'm not happy with a class when it's easy.
I'm tired, and I've been up all night, thinking about how I didn't do well on the test, among other things. I'm just exhausted, and I have to be at work in an hour. All I want to do is curl up and go to sleep with Phoebe. I wish David was here so I could put my head on his shoulder and my hand on his chest and just sleep. I guess I will just have to settle for naptime in 7 hours when my shift ends. It's gonna be a long day!
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