Most of the time, I feel relatively ambivalent about vet school: I don't hate it and I don't love it. Every once in a while, usually when I get to participate in an awesome wet lab or attend a unique lunch lecture, I feel a little jolt because I remember that I'm going to be a veterinarian, which is what I have wanted for as long as I can remember. And it's a nice feeling, knowing that your hard work will pay off in the end and hopefully you'll get to do something that you can tolerate and maybe even make a difference.

The past few days, though, I've felt the opposite. I've been struggling a lot on my suture patterns in surgery (decision to never ever be a surgeon, ever: confirmed) and I've been up to my eyeballs in notes and study guides for midterms and the rest of my life (oh you know, my wedding...) has been lapping at my heels. I feel stressed and irritable and I just want the semester to be over and to go home and quit for a few months. I feel a little panicky that maybe there are other, easier things out there that I could (should?) be doing instead of becoming a vet. But honestly, even if there was something else, I've gone too far to turn back now. So I'll just keep plugging along, studying and stressing, because it's what we do. And I'm sure there will be a day or an experience or something that will make me smile a little and give me that jolt back in the right direction.

To end on a more optimistic note, I made eggplant parmesan for dinner. It turned out well, except there is a wee bit too much tomato sauce. It would be best if I had some pasta to put it over- I was hoping it would be a bit more like a casserole. Yay, vegetarian recipes!