Losing steam

I meant to blog earlier, but I never found the time until now. This is partly due to my computer almost crashing last Monday. I made the silly mistake of installing an antivirus program without first disabling the expired one. Duh. Then there was my toothache last Wednesday, which I suspect is due to an emerging wisdom tooth. One more thing to deal with this summer.

Of course I am writing away the time I should be spending on aldehydes, ketones, carbohydrates, carboxylic acids, fats, oils, and amines. Not to mention Experiments 10-16 AND nomenclature. I don't feel pressured at all, which is so wrong, especially since I'm still hopelessly holding on to the dream of being exempted from lec finals. I've always had the tendency to lose steam at the last stretch. Hay.

Not really applicable to us med students (yehess!), but amusing, as always. :P

There are days and there are days. I'm counting them down now, more than ever. I'm so excited to just go condo-hunting and furniture-shopping. Not to mention finally fulfilling my Boracay dreams.

Four years in the making! Yaaaay. :D

There's a certain ogre I'm so, so, so proud of. I couldn't believe it when you told me that it was 31 days that you spent studying in the library, straight after class until the wee hours of the morning. Thirty-one consecutive days. I'm still amazed. You so deserve your shaved head, your four(?)-day vacation, and ALL the sleep you can sleep.

Have fun in Bataan and Zambales, love. Don't forget me. :)

(Nice dream)

It's been happening ever since grade school. Every time I'm anticipating the results of something, typically the release of my grades or an important exam result (report card, deadline of grades on CRS, NMAT score, etc), I have a bad dream about it. The dream takes place maybe a week or so before the real result comes out. And in the dream, the result is always bad. Very bad. Sad as it is that grades and test results are what occupy my unconscious thoughts to this degree, these dreams never fail to come.

I had such a dream this afternoon, during my extra-long nap. Three guesses as to what the dream was about.

I'm still reeling, still in that stage of relief, the thank-God-it-was-just-a-dream aftermath. I'm glad XKCD is there to properly distract me.

One, two, three, four, tell me that you love me more

When a sort-of bad day turns good.

It was another one of those mornings. I think the PMS is starting up again. Blah. But there were some high points too. Like Ma'am Mendoza screaming in the middle of the lecture, out of nowhere. Orientation reflex daw, haha. Winner!

I had time to kill before the Phi interview orientation at 5:30, so I met up with Ruari. There were some technical difficulties in getting there, but I think we worked it out. :) Since he wanted to have Wicked Oreos at Flaming Wings, I finally decided to try the linguine with clams. It was really good, and they're really generous with the clams, too. There was just a bit too much oil though. Then Starbucks for an hour--my first visit this week! What an accomplishment. :P Ruari found the signature hot chocolate, non-fat, no-whip, way too chocolate-y. Haha. I guess one chocoholic is plenty for any relationship.

I was glad I attended the orientation. I had some apprehensions about it, but in the end I think I made the right decision. I think I now have a better grasp of just how I need to prepare. Also, I realized how much I really, really, really want this. The fact that I attended is proof of that. I'm going to take every opportunity I can get to ready myself. So that when I finally get there, I have the assurance that I did everything that I possibly could.

It was nice also to see and talk to PMHS alumni. And sell keychains. Haha! Thank you. :)

Another winner today was XKCD. :D Nerdy gets me every time.