( just some thinky word puke )

When one half of you is objectively viewing the situation, planning appropriate responses and reactions, making up plans. While the other half is crying and laughing and angry and sad and scared and disappointed and so, so, fucking scared.

I am going to go to bed.

Where for at least 5 hours, I will forget this.

The final block of the semester and we are ending the second week with three papers under our belts. Blood, sweat and tears all around.

We're doing Community Medicine.

That in itself, does not sound menacing. But trust me, it is.

What we're learning right now, are statistics, methods of analysis, how to run a health outpost, managerial skills, ( Read more... )

which is way to point out the obvious ( Read more... )

I have no idea how i feel right now ( Read more... )

You know it's almost/is already exams week when

( when.... )

What do you think? Is it true you have to be cruel to be kind? As the saying goes? Anyway, this is a whining/ranting post so under a cut we go (and also a good excuse to actually learn how to do a cut!)

( I just don't care anymore )