Peppers, Asparagus, and Pineapple
Who says I don't have taste? (ok, a lot of people do, but I try!)
Random people who shall not be named, but rock. One pre-med, one future biology professor, and one engineer, can you figure out who is who?
I'm curled up in my Study Area preparing for my chemistry final tomorrow. Amazingly, I have an A- right now in the class (I got a C+ in my previous chem class, not exactly a 'get into med skool grade') so I'd rather not blow that. I've also begun my redbull regiment- one sip every 5min. I've progressed to the 20 oz Red Bull, AKA- Status Epilepticus. Yes, it helps me stay awake, yes it gives me localized facial seizures and a minor eye twitch... oh well. No one every said this was easy, or healthy.
I'm not sure if you can tell from the photo I blatantly stole off the Southwest Ambulance Site

The Brachial Plexus can suck it! The Anatomy exam was challenging. It took me 1.5 hours and I'm a very, very fast test taker. Case in point- I was done with each section on the ACT in less than half the alloted time and still almost got a perfect score. Usually, I either know it or I don't but this time I made myself slow down and really think about each problem. The good thing is that there were no collateral circuitry questions with the blood traces. The bad thing is that I messed up one of the posterior cords of my Brachial Plexus sketch and that really screwed over my answer. The question:
Help me embrace a little child before it is too late, or save an older person from the horror of that fate.
Enable me to be alert, and hear the weakest shout, and quickly and effectively bring my neighbor out.
I want to fill my calling, Lord, and to give the best in me, to bring my every neighbor back to their family.
And if according to your will, I have to lose my life, please bless with your protecting hand, my children and my wife.
Adapted by Tim Kovacs