Sunday, 27-Jun-2004 0:38 AM

Cleidocranial dysplasia, Osteitis Condensans Ilii, Ankylosing Spondylitis...

Man, it's hard to study for that last exam when:

- it's the last freaking exam

- you've done ten exams already

- you just can't sit for another ten hours straight

- everyone else is out celebrating Sam's 21st

- Salami is in San Francisco for a wedding

- you are constantly hungry

- Boston is biting your toes

- the boy is online

- the Wallabies play England tonight, of all nights

I have unfortunately been diagnosed with permanent intermittent procrastination. Sigh.

Wednesday, 23-Jun-2004 3:15 PM

Aaargh.

I found this watercolor experiment painting I did back in highschool that sums up how I feel about the exam I just did this morning:

I knew what I wanted to say, what I needed to write, but somehow, I didn't know exactly how I was going to do it. So I just put pen to paper and went for it. Somewhere in there I threw in a completely obscure sentence and said - 'I will not endeavour to treat a patient whilst under the influence of alcohol or recreational drugs.' Oh my goodness, what was I thinking?? I bumped into one of the students later who said he was watching me and that I wrote so much - that he saw me ask for a second booklet to write it when he was still only on the second question. Ahh you flatter me. Lets hope it wasn't just all bullshit I wrote and those 15 pages had good meaning. I had to sit at the front of the room, with one of the supervisors (ie a retired old man) sitting right in front of me. He was bouncing his legs up and down, and in and out continuously. Drove me NUTS. I can't ignore stuff like that. The more I try, the more annoyed I get. I tried to block his view with my drink bottle but that only made things worse because the sun was shining onto it and I could see multiple reflections of his legs moving up and down while the water in the bottle was in its process of becoming still. Bloooooooody hell.

Hmm. Those lips aren't finished. I forgot that I always ignored the stuff I didn't like until the very end. Looks like this time I got away without even completing it.

Monday, 21-Jun-2004 9:55 PM

A little digression from studying..

The other day my sister ordered pizza for our dinner. We sat in front of the television and partway through the show, she screamed.

'Ahh! I just found a hair in my pizza!'

'Ew! Where?? Really?'

We both move our face closer to her half eaten slice of pizza and I watched as she tried to pull the hair out.

'GROSS! It's a pube!'

Sure enough, sprouting out between a tiny piece of ham and capsicum and firmly concreted by mozzarella cheeze, a coarse, wirey piece of black pubic hair was saying good evening to us. I was apalled.

I can't remember what happened immediately after that. All I remember was turning my head back again from the television to see her eating away at the same slice of pizza.

Monday, 21-Jun-2004 0:10 AM

I hate that I have the power to just let go, move on,, ignore you....and yet I am completely powerless and you walk all over me, again.

I want to hate you but I can't =(

Wednesday, June 16, 2004 9:55 PM

The Boards.

I had my Board Exam today. It was pretty fuckin scary. We were scheduled in groups of four. They kept us in a 'holding room' for awhile and then put us in a 'reading room' where we had 15 minutes to read like 8 pages, answer questions and make notes. All I could hear was the guy next to me scribbling away, slashing frantically with his hilighter. I'm onto the second page and we get a knock on the door - 'five minutes left.' - FUCK! I panicked. We all did. Times up. We were appointed to separate rooms where we had two supervisors waiting for us. The whole process felt like we were waiting to be executed, only we weren't granted some fancy last meal. The rooms were small and definitely not one for the claustrophobic. Everything was such a blur to me. I knew I had very little time to talk about the whole case, my findings, the diagnosis etc. We even had to interpret xrays - only instead of xrays, they gave me and MRI and CT Scan - ugh. I talked fast. I talked bullshit. I stumbled, fumbled and here and there I acted confident even though I was shitting my pants.

Before I knew it, time was up and I didn't feel like I did the best job. That case was too damn long. All the other cases that the other groups got were short, I heard.

Anyways, my head feels like it's about to explode but it's currently being held together by bandaids because I need my brain for another 5 more exams.

Amidst the crisis, I completely missed the final episode of that Miriam show :( I'm so bummed....not that it was a great show, but because I'd watched almost every episode and I really did it just to see the ending. Sigh.

Saturday, 12-Jun-2004 2:09 PM

And They Lived Happily Ever After..

I have been following crayon's journal for years now. It's funny because his latest entry has me hanging on the edge of my seat. It's like The Truman Show, where the rest of the world pauses in anticipation of whether Truman breaks out of the shell he lives in. Does he find the girl?

It's like the kind of love you hope for but never knew existed in reality.

It's like an old black and white romance film.

It reminds me of the time I flew halfway across the world to tell the boy how I felt about him. Only I got there and never got the chance to.

It's something you never get over unless you actually do it. So I'm crossing two fingers that he gets there. Then I'm crossing another two that he actualy tells her how he feels.

Alright, another two that she feels the same way too.

Friday, 11-Jun-2004 11:31 PM

So my mom's actually liking the cats just a little now..

Mom: 'Hey, so I wasn't sure if you fed the kitties or not before you left for uni, so I gave them some cat biscuits.'

Me: 'Oh, yeah I did but that's okay. Thanks'

Mom: 'And I thought I would give them some milk too, since cats drink milk right?'

Me: 'Uhm..I guess so. Wait, did you give them the soy milk?! It's expired!'

Mom: 'No it's not, I checked it.'

Me: 'Oh alright. Hmm...did you give it to them in a separate bowl?'

Mom: 'No...'

Me: 'No? So where did you put the milk??'

........silence...

Me: 'Did you put the milk in the bowl with biscuits??!'

Mom: '..uhh..yes?'

Me: 'You poured the milk in the bowl over the biscuits!? So you gave them cereal?!'

Mom: '...well yeah, I figured cats eat the biscuits and they also drink milk. Isn't that how they eat it?'

Ugh! Mom! :P

Sunday, 06-Jun-2004 6:01 PM

Will be MIA for a bit.

I am incredibly busy this coming week and next. It scares me even. Something really smells in my room, like cat crap but I can't find where exactly this smell is coming from and I don't want to use my nose as a vacuum to clear all the dust on my carpet just to identify the source of the stench!

So we've been told that the best way to prevent cats from jumping up on tables is to squirt them with water whenever they do. It's quite fun actually. I almost want Boston to jump up so I can zap his face more often :D

Friday, 04-Jun-2004 0:05 AM

The boy talked to me tonight. It got me so nervous. He said he had been looking through old photos and that it made him miss me. I said it was nice to know he thought about me from time to time.

"I think about you more than from time to time"

I can't let my world fall apart on these few words.