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monday night surprise in my apartment
*CLANG CLANG CLANG ... CLANG CLANG CLANG ... CLANG CLANG CLANG*
"grumble grumble... i think that's the fire alarm... ugghhhh.... it's 4.23am... gonna go downstairs to check on things, keep you celly on and i'll call if the building is really burning this time..."
"mm? uh..mm."
So i climbed down 11 flights of stairs to find a small gathering of people in their PJ's standing around the lobby. Apparently, it was a false alarm, but the firemen couldn't turn it off since the sup was the only one with the keys and he was MIA (as his lazy ass usually is). Suddenly, an elderly man with a twinkle in his eye says, "Aha! I think he's on the 6th floor! I'll go upstairs and get him down here!" So he shuffles out of sight to the back of the building where the elevators are. A moment later, he shuffles back, "The doors are locked!!!" The other tenants stare at him intently, until he gets an epiphany: "Oh right! I'll use my key!" And so he shuffles out of view again. And once again, a moment later, he shuffles back: "mm...the elevators aren't working, *chuckles* I guess that makes sense during a fire alarm." A guy standing beside me yawns and quietly says, "We're all gonna die aren't we?"
wednesday afteroon, on the way to gerstein with ceci
"hmm... it looks like i dropped a size this week..."
"see! nothing works better than stress! XO"
"yah, forget our diets and boot-campin"
"we're gonna be damn fit next year"
--- (for non-phm kids, 3rd year is supposed to be the year when, and I quote, "you have no time to perform bodily functions.")
thursday late-night cram session, in gerstein alone
"geez, it feels hot in here."
>> feels forehead
"geez, it feels hot up there"
>> slowly go into panic mode: "nooOoo! can't be sick for the pharmacology exam tmr!!!"
>> reach into bag to grab some samples from last year's drug fair
>> sort through the random little packets of pills and pops 400mg ibuprofen
>> immediately feel the drugs (or the placebo effect) kick in and turns back to my books to read about NSAIDs.
friday --- the dreaded day
after 250mL ginseng tea po qhs, rpt prn at 2am, f7d, it was the only reason i managed to stay lucid during midterm, and most conveniently, there was a question about ginseng on the exam.
(fyi, in case anyone wants to try it, ginseng is taken qam ac, not qhs, for full effects)
Anyways, I'm sure that those of you who still bother to visit my blog onoccasian has noticed, I'm not blogging much anymore, not do I have much to say either. So unless something spectacular happens, I don't think I'll be updating anymore. I'll just leave everyone with this final message:
So here I sign off, yours truly. | | |
| Just gonna count the blessings of yesterday - Thank you mr. andrewchow for a lovely dinner and for going through differentials with me. Homework made fun, how about that? =D It was courageous/wonderful of you to battle the blizzard... and then the cats and dogs.  - Thank you sannie for all your help, I don't know what I would've done without it. You're always one I can count on. ^^ Love you bundles and love bundles!  - Thank you momo for offering your assignment. I learned a thing or two.  - Thank you to the man upstairs for not putting me on the dermatitis panels. And for not giving me another nasty surprise when I checked my marks. And for giving me a glimmer of hope that I can make a comback. And for everything else.  And that made it a good day. | | |
| if only i were religious, i would pray like there's no tomorrow so many worries and impending disasters p.s. are any kind 0T8/0T7 out there with answers to pennefather's section in medchem? I will forever be grateful, and i'll send you a candy-gram 
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| dear diary,
wow, it's already been a month... where does the time go? where do i start? i'm listening to music right now. a repertoire of songs that he gave me a while ago. no i don't miss him. i miss ... what is it that i miss? i've figured something out ... i don't think i'm incapable of falling in love the way people do in movies. you know, that unconditional, through sickness and health, til-death-do-us-part kind of love. it's because i know fairy tales don't exist. and i realized something about myself. i was never really infatuated with anyone, i was infatuated with attention. and over time, that infatuation turned into commitment... i stay faithful, only because i was never very good at letting go.
it was a good thing we pretended our dinners and accidental brushing of hands were nothing more than just that. because i would have done it again. make myself believe that i need him, that we would figure out how to make it work, while the entire time, there will be a voice in the back on my head... you know better than this. Because i'm rational. and he would be nothing more than a distraction. what can i say, i already have people in my life who are standing ever so tall as pillars of support for me (who know who you are - thank you, i love you all). People who give me advice, who motivate me when i've lost my sense of direction, who drag me out of the holes that i dig for myself from time to time. People who send me text msg's while i'm slaving away at work.. or when i'm preparing for another funeral. People who i picture will still be sitting in my basement watching reruns decades from now, when our teeth have fallen out and our laugh lines have become permanent creases. (when are we gonna learn how to play mah jong anyways?)
anyways, one more guy to play these roles would make no difference to me, other than the "boyfriend" label slapped over his forehead.
okay, i think i've wasted quite enough of time blogging and listening to music.
i wish i could enjoy my favourite songs without thinking about these things.
then again, i probably listen to music because it evokes something beyond reason in me.
ain't that something?
ya you're right... i do miss him.
In other news, I've become worried about my future once again. Only because I have goals waiting to be accomplished. I guess that makes it healthy stress. I have keep supporting my peers, especially the ones who have found themselves in a similar situation as myself. At the same time, I have to make sure I'm working harder than them. Unfortunately and sadly, that's the way things have to be. Because it's a competitive world, and I'm not the sharpest pencil in the box. Daddy absented-mindedly said something today that almost brought me to tears:
"You've got a head start, nui nui."
(one day, my car will have seat warmers too) ^^ | | |
| And so ends the first semester of year two... The Last Exam was written bright and early yesterday. It went quite well considering the number of times I counted my lucky stars and thanked the anonymous supreme being throughout the exam. (I didn't study as hard as I usually do for this exam, and was blessed to have remembered all the right (and most random) things). Phew! *wipes eyebrow* Afterwards, I headed to Sannie/Mags/Hiral's place to chill out and chomp on some scrumptious leftover salad, before heading to the Duke of Richmond to join the 0T9's in our celebratory lunch. Manda and I knocked back a pitcher of Strongbow and ShaunShaun announced some *wonderful* news. ^^ On that giddy note, I went for a spin on the rink at Nathan Philips Square. Twas so nice.. haven't skated in a long time, but it was like riding a bike, and the weather was great, and the company even better. =) What a wonderful afternoon. And then the clock struck 12 (actually, it was 4) and I had to hustle to work. Best of luck to everyone who's still wrapping up exams, and to everyone else, I hope you're exams went well. Either way, tis the season sleep off those eye circles, to let dust collect on those books, and to hang out with loved ones outside the library. Happy Holidays to All! | | |
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