Guess what? came back with another zero this week for writing the wrong percentage because I didn’t multiply it by 100. With calculation test in another 2 weeks time, certainly hope that I remembered every single mistake I made.
*knock myself on my head for making the tiny little mistake*
Next week and the week after, we are no longer guided step by step and that would be the time you are expected to make tons of mistakes. Pharmaceutics lab would be challenging and I just can’t wait to end all the labs.
Finals in a month time, pharmaceutical chemistry poster outline next week, biology quiz in 2 weeks, health science research due in 2 weeks, presentation in 2 weeks time and I got to be lucky number 1. The first one to present about my topic; I hate to be the first one. Would literally die to be second anytime.
Did I mention that I get extremely nervous each time I have presentation to do? Well, i had been through worse. Nothing could beat presenting about contraception in front of 70 people and you keep on mentioning “peni*” and “vagin*” repeatedly. Let’s see if I have the chance to show them my red-like-tomato face this time.
I have never been so productive like the past week. It definitely feels good to be productive and that includes watching fast and furious 4 and an episode of chuck. Done quite a lot of reading and all those pre-lab and this week I have yet to be late for any classes in the morning. Life is just as good as it could be.
Grey’s anatomy over here finally catches up with where I stopped last time; definitely another reason not to study for Thursday night after ghost whisperer, grey and private practice back to back. Okay la. Normally I watch only grey; the series where everyone is sleeping with everyone. Almost.
I suspect I would turn into more girlish person. My flatmate just wouldn’t stop talking about girls’ stuff with me. From wrinkles around her eyes to choosing C-section over natural birth to her symptoms during menstruation to marriage between close cousins to her ex and of course not forgetting my virtual girlfriend over here; the topic that never seems to lose their interest.
End.
Oh ya, had my haircut and it has been long time since I ever cut it so short.
Beginning Narration:
Remember when you were a kid and your biggest worry was like, if you'd get a bike for your birthday or if you'd get to eat cookies for breakfast? Being an adult... totally overrated. I mean seriously, dont be fooled by all the hot shoes and great sex and the no parnets anywhere telling you what to do. Adulthood is responsibility. Responsibility...it really does suck. Really, really sucks. Adults have to be places and do things and earn a living and pay the rent, and if your training to be a surgeon, holding a human heart in your hands....
Hello, talk about responsibility. Kinda makes bikes and cookies look really really good doesnt it?
The scariest part about responsibility? When you screw up and let it slip right through your fingers.
End Narration:
Unfortunately, once you get past the age of braces and training bras, responsibility doesnt go away. It cant be avoided. Either someone makes us face it or we suffer the consequences.
And still adulthood has its perks. I mean the shoes, the sex, the no parents anywhere telling you what to do.