Two down

And one to go.

I don’t understand the point of sitting an exam for my Medical Science Practice 332 unit – we are basically required to just memorise information – literally. It’s a cram fest. Thankfully I memorised the right stuff (mostly).

And what better way to start an exam than with a free can of Red Bull? Courtesy of those Red Bull girls who just happen to show up with free energy-filled goodness at just the right time. (Although a can of Red Bull probably isn’t the best thing to have right before an exam due to its diuretic effect)

NB: Personal grooming is non-existent during exam period.

Almost.

At the end of the day

Day one of exams study is coming to an end. What did I achieve?

• I ate two chocolate bars
• Had two cups of coffee
• Watched an episode of Scrubs and 30 Rock
• Made a QR Code and stuck it on my door:

BUT I did manage to take detailed notes on six Micro lectures – that puts me about halfway through the lecture notes. It was actually quite cruisy because a lot of the information I had already learnt in preparation for the practical exams last week.

Tomorrow I start Haematology study which may be a bit of a drag.

I remembered to tell my parents tonight about the Thalassemia screen I had done. Even though I have a tiny deletion – 3.7 kb – my mum did freak out a bit – obviously because she has no idea what it is. For those of you playing at home, that tiny deletion of the alpha globin chain only means I have an alpha Thalassemia trait. It has absolutely no clinical effect on me – just possibly on my offspring (which is rare) - although at times I do wish I could attribute my unfit nature to the fact that my MCV is low. I theorise that the slightly smaller Red Blood Cells carry less Oxygen and thus I pant and flail and complain when I do moderate-intensity exercise.

On the topic of exercise, yesterday I moved beyond my comfort zone of jogging laps down the deserted street near my house in favour of going onto populated streets - with cars driving down them, people walking their dogs and even other people jogging as well. You see – I have a bit of a complex when it comes to exercise. I wasn’t the greatest athlete at school and people paid me out quite a bit, and so doing something physical in a public environment is a bit daunting. Even going to SportsFest was challenging for me – hence not going in previous years.

I’m pushing myself out of my comfort zone – I refuse to let intimidation overcome me.

What are you overcoming?

It starts … right after this

According to the two-week study plan I devised yesterday, my first block of study for exams begins at 8pm. I’m feeling a bit eager – so I’m going to start a tad early.

Cue MGMT – Electric Feel. Busting out the dance moves in front of my whiteboard. It’s study time.

Nishie: This will be the face of our new sitcom: The Laboratory. The posing is perfect:

Sanity.

Twelve days

We started the night running from jetty to jetty, trying to find our ferry. We’d been given directions from Tam to go towards the Wheel – well that’s what Priya heard. The directions were in fact the opposite – we were meant to go away from the Wheel. After some frantic running around and fear of missing the ferry, we finally discover the ferry we are meant to board. Phew.

(Even Ashkan wasn’t late. And of course Phil was punctual. Our bad).

It’s almost over. Four years has flown by. In just twelve days I will finish my last exam – ever! This is the last push. Like a marathon runner reaching the last straight – the goal is in sight but the body is aching.

Stick to the status quo? No thanks.

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“..we will never be useful to the world if we are being deeply shaped by the world. And we will be shaped by the world without intentional efforts not to be”

Wilderness by John Piper.

Another sad chapter in the Nanny State

By Gareth Parker | View Archive October 23rd, 2009, 10:39 am

British public intellectual Charles Landry could not have been more correct in 2007 when he identified Perth as "the city that says no".

To the list that reads no shopping after 6pm, no shopping on a Sunday, no daylight savings, no pubs open after 10pm on a Sunday, no innovative new architecture, no mid-rise buildings near the beach, no new football stadium and countless other examples, you can now add "No jumping off the Cottesloe pylon".
Renovations of the iconic structure, beloved by generations of beachgoers, were finished today after $122,000 of Federal taxes and a $50,000 Lotterywest grant were tipped into the project.
Yet we find out today that the concrete pylon, originally constructed as part of a failed shark-proof fence, has been deliberately angled and covered with a slippery surface so that swimmers will not be able to climb it.

I guess in ten years’ time we’ll be able to tell our kids “Back in my day, we used to climb that bell and jump off it.” One benefit? We won’t have to witness guys in the nuddy climbing it in the moonlight.

My Geek Fest

The package arrived two weeks ago in preparation for my Windows 7 Party.

And on Saturday night I actually had the party. The weather forecast said Sunny, Max: 28. The weather forecast lied. It was wet, windy and nowhere near 28 degrees.

(Note Charity purposely using the Apple Macbook in the picture!)

Parties are so much work … particularly when you have practical exams the following week! In fact right now I am supposed to be studying, but my body and mind are resisting. By Friday they are over – if the weather cooperates I might go to the beach to chillax and celebrate!

I went for a walk this morning and pondered: if Kevin Rudd can request the mass extermination of Camels, can he order the mass extermination of flies? Would it disrupt the ecosystem? To me flies are just annoying little bugs that sit on dog poo until you come near and then go on your face. Not a fan.

Keyboard mashing is aerijgaskrlejlsjgms.