It's been forever since I posted, but I've just been stressing out and dealing with shit (Roommate moving out and exams). I'm still dealing with shit (2 exams and a paper due tomorrow) but I'm at the point beyond caring.
Anyways, I'm definately a freak with no remorse. I was in the CVA lab today for 6 hours straight studying cat musculature and, I kid you not, I started humming Sweeney Todd songs to myself while chanting "Digestic, Mylohyoid, Geniohyoid, Hyoid, Sternohyoid, Thyrohyoid..." (P.S. All throat muscles in a 1 inch radius of each other). I'm a freak. I've got no remorse. PETA would burn me alive if they saw me playing around with my cat during class (I make it wave at people when they walk over). I've no respect for my dead cat.
At least I haven't fallen asleep in the lab like my friend Courtney did (yes, Kess, I do know another Courtney). She woke up at 5 at her table next to her dead cat when her boyfriend called her to find out where she was.
Oh, and one of the cats has been named Zombie. It's eyes are open a bit, it's tonge is out a bit, there's enough fascia still on it that it looks grey-ish, and one more thing...oh yeah, all the skin/fur up to it's forehead has been removed! This includes the ears. I didn't know this until I was running through its anatomy and my lab partner flipped it up to look at the shoulder's and it's face stoped 5 inches from mine. Yes, I let out a "HOMIGOD!"and jerked back a bit. It looked like it was going to eat me.
Yeah, time to finish a lab report and study for Ecology exam tomorrow morning. After that, review anatomy and then bed! Yaaay!
