Is that my brain working?

If this is my brain working, then what the hell has my brain been doing the past ten + years? Tomorrow is the end of week three and I am still floored at the pace and volume of information being crammed into my head. Before I became an unempludent, I had a hard time remembering my name. I’d bounce around A.D.D. style between emails, job-searches and house pants inventories wondering who left my refrigerator open while I answered the phone.

Now that I’m a student, I actually have to remember things – important things – or I flunk. My new bounce-pattern is from my bed, to school and back to my house where I sit for the rest of the evening with my head in one of six large text books, highlighting feverishly and wishing that the highlighter would  magically turn into book-to-brain-UPC-bar-code-scanner-of-sorts that directly fed the information into my brain so that I didn’t have to go through the futile process of making flashcards. Flashcards that I was now too tired to review and upon review, only help me retain 50-60% of the information.

There’s also the part of recalling the information once it’s finally made it’s way into my brain. The older you get, the harder it is to pull shit out of the memory banks! I can remember small things from childhood, but I can’t remember what I just read the night before. This is a case of C.A.M., according to a classmate of mine who’s 48. Can’t Access Memory, which doesn’t mix well with my CRS (Can’t Remember Shit) disease that I caught during unemployment!

So yes, this is my brain on school. I have very little time to spend with friends, family or my poor boyfriend (who as of tomorrow will officially be a Lord of Leisure himself ),  but I feel that I’m getting the hang of it and know it will all be worth the effort in the end.