Death by flashcards

Seventeen hours straight of studying and I’m pretty sure I can name every bone in the human body but I’ve forgotten how to form complete sentences.

Death by flashcards

My desk looks like a hurricane hit a Barnes & Noble.

I’ve consumed roughly my body weight in coffee today and discovered that you can actually overdose on highlighter fumes. Who knew? The girl next door keeps playing the same Kelly Clarkson song on repeat and honestly at this point it’s become my study soundtrack.

Current mood: dramatically dead

This is me accepting defeat and surrendering to the textbook gods. If I fail this anatomy exam on Monday, just know that I tried my best and my brain officially melted somewhere around the cardiovascular system.

Time to rally for one final push tonight. Or maybe just order pizza and cry into my pillow. We’ll see how I’m feeling in an hour.