It's that time of term. Time to put away little party dresses and dancing shoes and lock away in the library or room because it's assessment. The first batch of the year which prettty mucvh determine the rest of the year. The make or break. So tired from all of this and in a sense. Not the work. Just the small little things like the small errands and stuff I have to do at times because I am a big kid now.
... Riiiight ...
I hate this now I haven't blogged in a millenia and there has been so much to tell that I am compeltely drawing a blank. This biochemistry has officially raped my brain. Although life is still making itself interesting. It's not exactly Grey's Anatomy or anything although it might be getting there in the distant future.
Oh the first years. I have seen them all around, the sad thing is the large majority of them seem so tribe. Maybe i am wrong or maybe it's the age that has cleared my vision. Oh and by the first years I do not only mean the medics but the entire batch as an entity. Thank goodness for the few sane ones.
OH goodness I am just too tired to even make any sense ... no more sense than usual though ...
I retire for now ... [ the night ]
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