Back to studying...

and it sucks. It's 10:30pm on a Friday night, and what am I doing? Studying. Poo. Silly me, when I graduated I forgot I'd have to study again. Or, is that called denial? I should know that...

In case you have no idea what I'm referring to, this August I'm taking the board exam to become a "board certified" genetic counselor. It's actually two exams , but whatever.

I'm brain dead already. I don't think that's a good sign...