Rollin', rollin', rollin'...

The weeks are now FLYING past me. And I mean it. I can't believe it's already almost the middle of November, which gives me hope that the semester will end in 6 weeks! Sweet :D
Last week was like going to hell and coming back. I've only had problems with my online Chemistry class and although my professor says he can help, he still says that we need to study the modules he writes based on the book, and that we should be able to find every answer to the questions off the modules. Yeah, right. His tests keep getting shorter and shorter, so if you miss one question, the best you can get is a 90%. What a joke.
Next beast on the list was one huge cell biology test I had last friday. It was test #3, and I thought that by now I figured out how my professor tested. Which I did. Except I didn't study enough because I was so busy with chemistry, I felt like I failed the test. The problem with that test (and it was a problem with the last test as well) is that he writes these long tests that require at least 1 1/2 hrs of thought into it and we only have 50 minutes to complete it. We can't think about the questions long enough and end up doing horribly. I studied for 2 days while there was this other pre-med student in the class that only started studying after midnight on the day of the test. Yikes! It's so funny how although I have a kid and have all this other stuff to take care of, I still manage to find barely enough time to study, while other students only start studying less than 24 hrs before the test. The lab for it is also really difficult and poorly written, which is why I hate going to lab, and therefore hate Fridays overall. We never finish our lab experiments and if we do, the results are different than the expected results.
My husband wasn't able to get the whole afternoon off on thursday and I wasn't able to go in and do the new teacher evaluations for extra credit in Cell Bio. I was sad but because it wasn't mandatory, it's fine. At least I can feel confident that when the semester ends and I get an A, it was all my hard work :)
I really don't mean to rant for this long. I'm just really stressed out. The end of the semester is in 6 weeks and things are starting to pile up quickly. My research is due by the end of the semester also and I only have it halfway done. Don't get me wrong, I love doing everything I'm doing and I wouldn't want it any other way, but when stress gets to me, I begin panicking. I hope to have the strength to survive the end of the semester without messing everything up, especially my grades and my family life.
Even my husband and my son miss me.
This last tuesday I decided it was time to do something as a family, and we went out to dinner at a pizzaria and went bowling afterwards. It was really fun. My son learned how to push the ball towards the pins and I also learned that no matter how much I bowl, I can never manage to get a score better than 100. It's pathetic, but it's something I can handle not being good at without being too upset about it.
I love being busy but now it's getting tricky... and somehow it all works out. It's the life of a pre-med mommy :)