It took me five whole days to discover that, yes, something had gone gravely wrong in my transscribing. Not only did I not get twelve whole questions wrong, it turned out that I got a perfect score on the exam.

A perfect score.

Let it be known that this is the first perfect score I have received in my graduate school education, and in Pharmacology, no less. I am exceedingly proud of myself. I haven't even bragged to my family yet, that's how much I am holding this dear. I had a really difficult week last week, where I was on the brink of tears for pretty much the first three days (Monday through Wednesday, that is). I was dreading my clinical exprience, totally afraid of my instructor, but we had our mid-term evaluations, and she actually had some nice things to say, and I made it through unscathed.

So yeah, I've had an incredibly tough week this last week, and it's not quite over yet. I had a paper due today that I haven't quite been able to wrap my head around. I did a whole bunch of research, and I'm pretty sure I'll be able to get it done tomorrow (as soon as I watch the last hour of The Bachelorette! I'm so glad she chose Jerry!!!). Thank god for snow -- we've gotten close to a foot in the last six hours, which let me have a snow day again on Tuesday, during which I hope to get all of my late work done...

I just can't wait for this week to be over, and to be on my spring break. I had a wonderful weekend last weekend, unexpectedly spending the entire time with NB. We woke up before eight each morning, and got so much done (who knew laundry could be so much fun?!), and I'm trying to butter him up to actually spending a night here in Salem -- I'll have to do it when the other siblings' SO's are in town.... Anyways, I've got one paper due today, which I'm doing tomorrow (Tuesday), and another which is due for Thursday. I've got my work cut out for me, but I'm in a much better place than I was a week ago at this time.