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Monday, January 17, 2005

::singing:: I've grown accustomed to her face

So, my middle sister, the one with whom I live, is out of town for a whole week. This makes me kind of and unexpectedly sad. As the subject to this entry implies, I've grown used to her being around and I like knowing that at some point during the day I am going to see her, if only in passing.
Thank the powers that be for the three-day weekend. I have only accomplished a fraction of the reading and such that I set out to do this weekend.
I have allowed myself to become overwhelmed by school already this semester. This perplexed me for most of last week (the first week back). I had a revelation on Saturday, I think it was, about why I am stressing and having so much anxiety about this semester so early in the game: This semester is pushing me even further out of my comfort zone that I think I have ever been pushed for an entire semester. I mean, this semester even our more general classes, like Histology/Physiology, are focusing on large animal examples, since our anatomy course is a large domestics comparative class (cow, horse, goat, pig). And I know that most of the stuff that we are learning is applicable to most any animal and I appreciate that. But sometimes, I just can't get my heart up to speed with my head (to be absolutely anatomically inaccurate:) ). I have a class that is supposed to be basically mostly for those of us who have little to no large animal experience (definately me!). It is supposed to be a safe, non-intimidating environment in which we can become a little bit more comfortable with these species and environments. Horses, beef, dariy, swine, sheep, lab animals, and aquatics (I've experience with the final two). A lot of my classmates were Animal Sciences majors, thus their entire undergrad dealt with stuff like this, but a lot of them are taking the class anyway. Most of the "farm boys" decided to take this class anyway. They have had a very prevalent "good ole boys" attitude so far this semester, even worse than last semester. I mean, I know that I know nothing and I am totally willing to learn. But those students who know are going to be doing a lot of the teaching in this class (just like all the others) and their attitudes make me feel hostile from a distance and they aren't conducive to teaching or learning. This frustrates me. I feel like they should have made an effort to separate the groups by experience at least to some extent (not alphabetically like they did). So, this class is intimidating me to no end. I mean, it is even a pain in the ass to figure out, find, and buy the attire for these farm visits. Gonna cost me an arm and a leg. I mean, I don't own insulated coveralls! So this all brings me much anxiety. I like having a good idea what is going on, I like to be prepared, I don't even know where to start on this class.

On a more content and happy note, I have recently become a member on two LJ communities that are bringing me much joy and satisfaction. I have been sharing my knowledge about sex, anatomy, biochemistry, disease, and just plain old being female and a woman. This is empowering. It makes me a better person.








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