A&P Hell...

Last night was the last lab of Anatomy and Physiology. Our final Lab exam is next week. I'm horribly unprepared. I cannot identify muscles. The more I think about it, the more sick I feel, and I just want it all to end. It was fun looking at sheep brains though. They stunk to high heaven, but it was fun.

I will miss sitting across from the hot guy in lab. Rachel Burt, my best classmate friend, and I sit right across from this ridiculously cute guy. Oddly enough I don't know his name, but we both agree he has a slight case of EPIC cuteness. Among other things, I wish I got his 96% grade on the last test. Last night he and the girl next to him were jokingly arguing over her book, so I offer him mine. He says, "No thanks I want to use hers." To which I reply, "Yeah, that's the story of my life." Only I didn't mean to say it out loud. Rachel and I almost died laughing. Thankfully he said nothing.

I don't know how I am going to get through this.