Prosaic Paradise

I am not at my wit’s end with the administration of this class, but I can see it from here. I thought last night that we’d get into a normal routine and he’d teach and we’d learn the end. I forgot, however, that we were getting our exams back. So naturally all hell broke loose. […]

We had the lab practical last night. Alongside it came the torrent of complaints. The one that was most surprising to me was “I don’t think this is testing me on anything I learned.” Well, I guess that one must be true. -.- There were some tricky questions… how was I supposed to know that […]

I’ve been alternating between studying and being a total lump all day. 1 hour studying, 1 hour being a total lump. See how the unstructured time is doing me no favors? In part it’s that I’m not feeling very organized; I need a sequential approach. I have 2 large units of information to review some […]

I had a post-election hangover this morning. Not from drinking, although I did feel celebratory. I was just so wound up & emotional. I’d wept, like alot of people. I woke up with a migraine of democracy. I dreamed about old… friends and a weird old haunted house. And decided to call in sick the […]

We did get a new professor last week. I think he got a taste of why we can’t keep a professor… we all spent a good hour hashing out the situation. Whiners whined, and I got called out as some kind of jackass, once I tried to get things straight. I am holding out a […]

We still don’t have a permanent professor. It’s been 3 class sessions with either no teacher or a sub, and 3 class sessions with no lecture to speak of; maybe I’d call it 4 since one of the subs was a little lost. This is pretty tough for me, feeling a little rudderless in a […]

I had a lovely weekend last weekend, even though everything was all about my future career and not necessarily about living in the moment. The main thing I had planned this weekend was a trip to Johns Hopkins, where they were having an open house for prospective nursing students. Let me tell you… this was […]

Considering the fact that financial panic is staring plenty of people in the face after the past week, I should probably not complain about, say, the fact that my blow dryer was dead when I got up this morning and so I look like a scary 80s chick because my bangs are flipping out all […]

It’s been an eventful few weeks, even if the events aren’t as big as rock camp or a trip to progday. But “everyday” concerns have been moving forward too. This reminds me, I need to write an about page explaining why I called this blog Prosaic Paradise. Class started! In fact we’ve already dissected a […]