Wednesday, November 24, 2010

My subconscious...

is fucking with me.

We had our final review in Microbiology lab last night, since our lab exam is next Tuesday. We went over all the Protozoa and Helminths that are pathogenic to humans, and our lab instructor had all the slides out for us to look at in preparation for our test.

So what did I dream about last night? My test. But when I entered the lab in my dream, instead of three or four microscopes set up at every table, there were small, white dessert plates with colorful blobs of unidentifiable substances on them. And we were supposed to look at said blobs with the naked eye and determine what critter was being shown.

Fuck.

I hate my subconscious.

6 comments:

Edward said...

At least you weren't naked. ;)

Old NFO said...

It could have been a LOT worse Christina... :-)

'Drea said...

Your subconscious hears you and is taking notes... ;)

SCI-FI said...

When you first started, everything looked like colored blobs. Now, you can identify bacillus subtilis. Who will prevail, the subconscious mind or the conscious mind? Your grades predict a handy victory over the evil blobs....

Bob S. said...

At least it wasn't a taste test :)

Christina LMT said...

Edward, that's a very good point!

Old NFO, I know it. *whew*

'Drea, that's what I'm afraid of!

SCI-FI, I can always count on you to boost my confidence! Thank you, my friend.

Bob S...you just HAD to go there, didn't you! EW.... ;)