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commotiocordis) wrote2008-03-01 12:42 pm
commotiocordis) wrote2008-03-01 12:42 pm
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So I'm at this Saturday Scholars program right now (they've got computers at some of the tables in the cafe area we're at, which is amazing). Should be well on my way home from it, but they're bussing us to the Science Center to look at that Bodyworlds exhibit, with the plasticized human bodies and such. I'm not that interested in it, honestly, as I feel like I've gotten all I could get from it by just looking at the pictures of the plasticized bodies--it doesn't seem like there's all that much of a difference seeing them in person.
The whole program's so basic that it's a waste of my time, to be honest. There's an hour and a half or so on basic anatomy of one body system (cardiovascular last week, respiratory this week, gastro. next, I think), where nothing new is presented and what have to be some of the stupidest people in the city ask questions that make no sense and prove that they've obviously been living in some completely different world than the rest of us when it comes to knowledge about the body. Then the anatomy lab, which is okay, but we spend far too long in there, IMO. We saw the bodies last week, so this week was somewhat pointless except to sort of reinforce the respiratory anatomy stuff for the people that didn't know it. Then the medical library, where they show us basic websites and such to prepare for the presentation we have to give on some of the stupidest topics possible (okay, not stupid, but not fun like I'd like--ours is Crohn's. I wanted Twin-to-Twin-Transfusion-Syndrome, but we had to pick from a list and I wasn't even there when our group chose). Tomorrow's medical library presentation is on public speaking. Joy.
I'm currently avoiding the pizza table like the plague as we wait to leave for the Science Center (I mean, come on. What kind of thing provides lunch that's only pizza? Not even a bloody salad), which is not easy, considering we were in the dissection room a bit before and the formalin's (I think that's what it was--the bodies' preservatives, whatever they were) appetite increasing effects are quite evident. And there are people holding a conversation over my head, which is really pissing me off. Shouting, they are, with one of the parties leaning right over my head (from a sort of split level bit) to do it. Jesus, just move down here, there are plenty of tables on this side of the divide. Plus, erm, not so much with the you leaning over the rail and spying on my typage, thanks.
I think I'm going to post this now, though I'm not done, so I can run up and see if there's any Diet Coke left up there. I'd leave this, but I can't guarantee that nobody'll snatch the computer, so no. And gah, evidently this compy doesn't even have Word. What? How can I do my spellcheckage to make sure I didn't type something stupid (I hate LJ's checker--it's worthless, IME).
Must return to explain about Mock Trial (regionals, here we come--except for fail in that they're TUESDAY) and such.
The whole program's so basic that it's a waste of my time, to be honest. There's an hour and a half or so on basic anatomy of one body system (cardiovascular last week, respiratory this week, gastro. next, I think), where nothing new is presented and what have to be some of the stupidest people in the city ask questions that make no sense and prove that they've obviously been living in some completely different world than the rest of us when it comes to knowledge about the body. Then the anatomy lab, which is okay, but we spend far too long in there, IMO. We saw the bodies last week, so this week was somewhat pointless except to sort of reinforce the respiratory anatomy stuff for the people that didn't know it. Then the medical library, where they show us basic websites and such to prepare for the presentation we have to give on some of the stupidest topics possible (okay, not stupid, but not fun like I'd like--ours is Crohn's. I wanted Twin-to-Twin-Transfusion-Syndrome, but we had to pick from a list and I wasn't even there when our group chose). Tomorrow's medical library presentation is on public speaking. Joy.
I'm currently avoiding the pizza table like the plague as we wait to leave for the Science Center (I mean, come on. What kind of thing provides lunch that's only pizza? Not even a bloody salad), which is not easy, considering we were in the dissection room a bit before and the formalin's (I think that's what it was--the bodies' preservatives, whatever they were) appetite increasing effects are quite evident. And there are people holding a conversation over my head, which is really pissing me off. Shouting, they are, with one of the parties leaning right over my head (from a sort of split level bit) to do it. Jesus, just move down here, there are plenty of tables on this side of the divide. Plus, erm, not so much with the you leaning over the rail and spying on my typage, thanks.
I think I'm going to post this now, though I'm not done, so I can run up and see if there's any Diet Coke left up there. I'd leave this, but I can't guarantee that nobody'll snatch the computer, so no. And gah, evidently this compy doesn't even have Word. What? How can I do my spellcheckage to make sure I didn't type something stupid (I hate LJ's checker--it's worthless, IME).
Must return to explain about Mock Trial (regionals, here we come--except for fail in that they're TUESDAY) and such.