So, one more week of class. One more week of powerpoints. One more week of sitting in this room on my butt having things flashed before my eyes with no explanation. Then, one more week of cramming useless info that only these people think is important. 2 weeks to take 4 boards. One month to study step.
Then, hopefully, M3
Can you tell I'm excited!?
the only hitch in my giddyup (ok, I live in the south, and some sayings just make me giggle like this one) is that I'm in incredible danger of failing biostats. Not Pharmacology. Not Pathology. a 12 hour MATH CLASS. Now, as ridiculous this sounds, it's completely legit. I've been freaking out about this class. Because when I went to Momma Medschool to get some reassurance that I won't be held back because of this class, I didn't get the words of wisdom I was hoping for. Instead I got the "don't put yourself in that position" and "if you fail you'll have to take it in summerschool". Yeah. 12 hour class. Worthless piece of shit class that's supposed to be a "walk in the park". Now, I'm mad. And you know what happens when I get mad. I'm making the teacher's life a living hell. Granted, I'm putting the time into it now. Last test, I understood the material and did the quizzes and failed so bad I almost ended up in single digits. I could have GUESSED better than the actual grade I came out with.
The good news, make a 70 and pass the class. Bad news: if this test is going to be anything like the last or hell, even the quizzes, I'm going to west virginia and starting up M3 year in december. Which completely throws off my plans for 2 away rotations.
Let's just hope something clicks. Or they decide that a 12 hour math class isn't worth making someone repeat.