Remember when we pretended like we were doctors and cut Paige's leg open to see what kind of muscle fibers she had? Well, I took a video of it as it was pretty amazing, but my blogger hates me so all you get is this picture... Maybe one day it will let me load it and I'll link it back to this post.
All of the crazy study parties we had in the RB conference room. I would not have survived ex. phys. without them. One of my favorite conversations...
Cheryl to Caisa and me about Patrick: He won't come. It's dark.
Me: Yeah, but boys aren't afraid of the dark.
Cheryl: Well, Patrick is.
Oh, and then there was the time Dr. Mack took our entire cardiopulmonary class to Einstein's for our last class and gave us the take home final.
Now, normally the end of a semester is a little bittersweet for me because I'll maybe miss the friends I've made. So grateful I'm gonna be stuck with these people for another year. Bring on round two.