I woke up this morning confused, directionless, with nothing to guide me (ie a "list of embryology lectures to learn").

THE EXAM IS OVER AND DONE WITH! And, at this point, I really don't give a crap about how I did. Quite frankly, the relief of finishing it outweighed any worries or thoughts about anything else.

After the exam was the after party; there was pizza and beer. The whole shabang was outdoors, and the weather has been sexy lately (sunny but cool). It resembles the "winter" in Miami. After ingesting oh, I don't know, 6 or 7 beers, my drunk ass came home and took a monster nap. I love napping. I woke up confused and drunk.

Then for the evening activities we all went to a bar, and hung out on the outdoor terrace (I guess it's called a terrace). I got me two dirty martinis, the freaking greatest drink of all time. Some beers followed. My liver hates me. The evening had it's usual, everyone's-extra-friendly-cause-they're-all-drunk overtone. I was wrong about this program. I expected to meet a large group of uptight, stiff, obnoxious pre-meds. So far, the people I've met have been pretty cool; many have a keen appreciation for alcohol.

So all in all, September 21, 2006 was a good day for me. It marked the end of a class. It was a day of booze and martinis and more booze, a day of being outdoors in gorgeous weather. A day when a nap was possible.

Today won't be so much of a great day. Today marks the beginning of a new cycle, for there is yet another exam rearing its ugly head. In exactly one week, we have our first of three biochemistry exams.

So, although I woke up slightly directionless, I know that there's a nice long list of things to do, including laundry =(