I've had a super crazy week, because I had two tests, two days in a row.
So, I've been keeping up, like I promised myself I would, which consists of reading the lecture before going to class, and then writing out a summary of the lecture after class. Then, I memorize the summaries before the test. This system has basically reduced my free time to about 2 hours and 30 minutes each day. It totally sucks. But if I keep up, then I don't have the dread in the back of my mind that I'm behind and might fail the test during times when I actually get to have fun. Which really ruins any fun that might have been had.
So this past weekend was the weekend before my two tests (immunology and pharmacology). On Friday, I took off from studying, and Aaron and I went to Appleby's to try their all-you-can-eat meals. Aaron had a chicken fingers meal and I ended up forgoing the all-you-can-eat and had mini burgers. Funny thing is, they must have had some sort of training in regards to this all-you-can-eat promotion, because they had a system down. The first helping, they would bring the chicken fingers and dipping sauce with a side of cole slaw and some french fries. The second helping they cut out the cole slaw and just brought chicken fingers and fries and dipping sauce. The third helping, they didn't bring any dipping sauce, only chicken and fries. Shady, right? And then we came home and watched a movie from Blockbuster and stayed up really late, because I was not willing to end my no-study day.
Saturday, we woke up at 3 p.m. Ridiculous. I couldn't stomach the thought of starting to study the minute I woke up, so I convinced Aaron to go to a Shoe Pavilion clearance to possibly look at some shoes. Just as we were about to leave, we got a call from Andi and Jeff inviting us to dinner and to go to an art show put on by some kids from the school where Jeff teaches. So we ended up doing that. We went to the Bishop Arts District, which sounds much more artsy than it is, or at least it sounds much larger than it really is. It's about two blocks of independent stores--a store that sells soda from all around the world, an organic pet store that had no good toys for Dwight at all, and a bunch of cafes and restaurants. We ate at a tapas cafe and had really good fried goat cheese, crochettes, and chicken in sherry sauce. Yum. But the waiter was a little condescending and obviously wanted us to order more so his tip would be larger.
Needless to say, I got basically zero studying done Saturday. Which I reasoned with myself was ok, since I had already done so much studying I would've gotten an A in any college class.
Sunday and Monday, I studied, but it was a struggle. I started getting sick on Monday, and I took the Immuno test on Tuesday morning after two hours of sleep the night before and with a sore throat and stuffed up sinuses. Then, I went home and took a nap, and then went to dinner w/ Aaron at Central Market. Well, he had Central Market macaroni and cheese, and I had Panda Express from across the street--fried rice, orange chicken, and egg flower soup (following the feed a cold, starve a fever adage.) After dinner, I started studying for Pharmacology. I took the test Wednesday morning at 8 am, still sick, and with only 2 hours of sleep the night before again. I felt like shit.

Anyways, I got my grades back today. 76 on my immuno test (which I spent 30+ hours in total studying). That is 7 points below average. 83 on my pharm test, which I spent 5 hours studying. 10 points above average.
There is just no telling on these tests. It is ridiculous.
All I can say is, at least I passed. I do not understand people who worry about getting an A.

I am really craving some tapas right now.
And I am still sick.

And I can't wait for my package to come in. A designer-inspired Balenciaga motorcycle bag. After this, I am quitting. I never thought I would love handbags so much, much less designer ones.