Two finals down, one more to go.

My A&P class went out on a good note last night, thankfully (despite the fact that I think my Anatomy final may have been the most difficult test I've ever taken--despite studying during the latter portion of Saturday night and then from 10am to about 10pm on Sunday, I still struggle with all those goddamn muscles).

I think my instructor senses that I dislike her quite a bit, and it upsets her a little, which in turn upsets me a little (since I don't like making people feel upset). But lo and behold, this fact thankfully blossomed into something good, and instead of incessant meat-talk, my instructor stood outside with us (while we waited for other folks to finish their finals so we could get our grades), got on the topic of food, looked at me and said "You're vegan, right?" and then proceeded to gush about the raw vegan lasagna another student had brought in the other day which she said "was the most phenomenal thing she'd ever tasted."

Bless your little vegan heart, raw lasagna-making student! Bless your little vegan heart!