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Rebekah decided to screen this during our anatomy tutorial today. It's a footballer doing his ankle in.

....WORDS CANNOT DESCRIBE. O_O

The @#$%&?!?!?! @#%&&#@?!?!?!?

We were all shrieking and howling at the footage. Traumatised, we were.

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In case anyone's wondering, it's a trimalleolar fracture, aka Potts fracture-dislocation. Due to the forcible ( Read more... )

Dear Self,

Stop obsessively checking blogs and other networking websites. You didn't struggle with this problem before, so why are you searching for mindless entertainment now?

Stop sleeping for over 12 hours a night. It's ridiculous.

Stop feeling unmotivated with regards to revision. You have only three weeks of this left, and then you can be as ( Read more... )

I'm home.

(What an odd statement. 'I am home.' Since when was 'home' an adjective? A state of being? But fair enough; home is so much more than just a place.)

I miss my family so much. I'm reclining on a couch in the living room, while my mother has the TV tuned to a home improvement programme, and Jeffrey is perusing a book. I wish I could actively ( Read more... )

I've attended about a week and a half of medical school, and I think I might be getting the hang of it ( Read more... )

Orientation can be hilarious at times. This morning we were told to don our academic gowns (these long, flowing Harry Potter-like robes), for a formal breakfast (in the same style as the formal dinners we have weekly). So at 7AM we were strolling out of the college in fancy shirts and dresses. After walking around the suburb for half an hour, ( Read more... )

It's figuratively been aeons since I last blogged, but I feel as if I should, both for my own mental health and to satisfy curious observers. I suspect that Facebook presents an enormously skewed image of me, even though I've only had it for half a year now.

Currently I'm in the middle of a hideously exhausting orientation week at my college, Mannix ( Read more... )