Mams Phys

"You're the ghost of royalty imposing love,
you are the queen and king combining,
everything into twining,
like a ring around the finger of a girl,
I'm just a singer, you're the world,
all i can bring ya is the language of a lover"
-Jason Mraz

Oh boy, Mam Phys tomorrow, technically Mammalian Physiology 2 hour test at, sigh, 8am- my study is only about half way done.

My body is telling me that I'm old and I should start treating it better. First the knee decides to give out on Saturday, the neck decided that it wouldn't move forward on Monday, and today it's my usual scoliosis loving back. Good news... since it's an every other day phenomena... I will have no pain for tomorrow's test?? Well, one could wish. I know it's scolding me for only giving it 12 hours of sleep in the last three days, and tonight- depending on how ready I feel for tomorrow, it once again will probably not see four hours.

Mam Phys, says Kim, is when no sleep causes an increase in cortisol production, which causes stress, which causes an increase in belly fat. Belly fat, ala apple shaped individuals instead of pair shaped individuals, are more prone to diabetes and cardiovascular disease. However, since fat also acts as insulation, it keeps us, especially me this year, warm during the horrific Maine winters. So I know that much Mam phys... not sure if it'll help me at all tomorrow.

I'm trying my darnest to be superwoman when I'm not- Anthro of Violence- in which I am unfortunately unenlightened- may not happen tomorrow depending on whether the test time goes over- or whether I even feel ready in the morning- for if this doesn't go well- the cortisol levels will shoot through the roof all the while I watch my GPA sink. I don't know why I take sciences, without them I have an A-/B+ GPA, with them it's a B, and a B at this school is like getting an F.

Not that it's time for regret but if I had known earlier, I would have been a Gov and Anthro major with an education minor. All that time and money, into Chemistry, Calculus and Biology and the horrific Social Psychology with one monotonic Thane Pittman. All the while I could have taken Education and Government classes and saved myself the pain of 3 hour labs each week experimenting with things that couldn't interest me less- and have the choice of not only being a journalist, but a lawyer or a teacher if I foreseeably have a mid life change of heart one day; instead of understanding world policies- I was learning the periodic table. I suppose it does take a while to really know what you want- an unfortunate learning opportunity and waste of class hours and my time.

At least 3 more hours of studying ahead of me- in approximately two, I may find reason to rant once again as I cannot stay away from my cortisol reducing habit of writing. It's a night where I'm ready for any surprise- I hope I get one- for a lift in mood might result in a lift in grade- and it's been a bit long since a despised/ yet treasured awkward street conversation has been bestowed upon me.