Today brought with it our first Physio exam. Our professor is from South Africa, and apparently they do things a bit differently there....
Multiple choice questions (or MCQs as he says) are written the same way, with 5 options listed under the question. In his version, however, there are possibly 1 to 4 correct answers for each question. Instead of circling one answer, you enter the appropriate letters for each correct answer in squares at the bottom of the question. When grading the prof will put a slash across the boxes marking off the appropriate amount of boxes for how many correct answers are there.
(okay, I realize you might need a degree in quantum physics to understand that last paragraph, so I've created visual aids:)
No peeking....answer first!
Oh c'mon, I totally got a useful undergrad degree!
The green line is indicative that there are three correct answers in the question. Basically that's three options for partial points in one question. The last two options are disregarded completely.
(as opposed to one out of five being right and losing all points if you guess wrong.)
Alright, so hopefully you guys get the picture. Basically our exam was like playing Bingo.
(yes dad, it went alright.)
Friday night we caught the free buffet dinner at Triple Crown Pub (um, yeah. we're students.) and then headed out for cocktails. We started what will be our new Friday evening routine: cocktails at Sunset House at sunset. It's a relatively nice resorty place located on the water just past Georgetown from Seven Mile Beach. There isn't really a beach there, per se, but the restaurant/bar is this huge deck overlooking the ocean where you can catch great sunset views (assuming the clouds aren't out).
Kip started out the evening right by pretty much demanding (in his very charming and goofy way) a fruity drink complete with a little umbrella and a pineapple wedge. Our waitress took it all like a pro, letting him down by telling him they had no umbrellas or pineapple. Then she came back with this:
Complete with umbrella and
This was the first in many blatant 'signs' that this chick dropped on a completely oblivious Kip. I'm pretty sure she could have slapped his ass and called him Sally and he still wouldn't have a clue. It's actually pretty cute.
Warning: Do not allow your children to climb on any of the sea walls.
I had my first Liquid Cocaine shot, which was pretty awesome.
Then I had my second and third.
Kip made the mistake of telling Hottie Waitress to surprise him. We all thought this was a BlowJob shot from the outward appearance. That is, until Kip started fishing clumpy stuff out of it...something called a Cement Mixer? (Bailey's and lime juice)
I had my first Liquid Cocaine shot, which was pretty awesome.
Then I had my second and third.
Kip made the mistake of telling Hottie Waitress to surprise him. We all thought this was a BlowJob shot from the outward appearance. That is, until Kip started fishing clumpy stuff out of it...something called a Cement Mixer? (Bailey's and lime juice)
Some other blatant signs completely lost on Kip:
*During a round of Liquid Cocaine's for the table, she served him a shot of whiskey in secret:[Scene: everyone throws back their shot]
Kip: Whew! I don't know what ya'll were drinking, but that was whiskey.
Us: Noooo. It's a liquid cocaine. Tastes like cinnamon.
Kip: Nope, I'm pretty sure that was whiskey. Not cinnamon.
Us: You're crazy. [Saskia takes a whiff from empty shot glass, crinkles nose] Oh.....Yeah.
*"That mango is my personal mango given to me by one of my coworkers."
Kip: Whew! I don't know what ya'll were drinking, but that was whiskey.
Us: Noooo. It's a liquid cocaine. Tastes like cinnamon.
Kip: Nope, I'm pretty sure that was whiskey. Not cinnamon.
Us: You're crazy. [Saskia takes a whiff from empty shot glass, crinkles nose] Oh.....Yeah.
*"That mango is my personal mango given to me by one of my coworkers."
*"Do you want to eat the rest of my mango later?"
The after party landed at our apartment, where we had the bright idea to mix Absinthe and Fireworks.
(sorry Mommy and Daddy, but you did tell me not to be the mom.......)
Opening the fireworks we bought at the bookstore, we found this awesome Warning:
Hee hee.....flaming balls.
Kip lighting the fuse.....
Pretty sparklers......
Awesome. And freaking LOUD.
My 'coy' look.
We had some fun playing with camera angles....this was the best of the group.
I gots 'tude.
Later we got bored with the apartment and wandered down the street to the neighborhood park. This was a pretty good representation of why you don't drive drunk.
My boys pulling a Reservoir Dogs style exit.
All in all another fabulous evening with good friends that did not end in flames.
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