Exam time again

I really don't know whether I've become lazier, or has the load of things that need to be remembered increased too dramatically that, it's just normal to feel like I'm not doing enough?

Exam period definitely isn't a time in a year which I enjoy. "What are you doing first? Histology or Anatomy?" has been on the top of list of popular questions in the past few weeks. When a classmate asks"How are you doing?", you know he doesn't mean "how are you", he/she means "how's your STUDYING going".

Delightful, isn't it?

Not to mention, our Histology lecturer was kind enough to share with us that, according to his personal experience, "of all the exams you take during these 6 years of medical studies, you'll only remember Pathology in 3rd year, State exam in 5th year, and HISTOLOGY and ANATOMY".

Excellent.

WARNING: demonstrating an overdose of anatomy in the rest of the post. information might be wrong... this is not an educational article anyway. Bear with me, I'm crapping, I'm distressing XD

I've been trying to keep my stress level at the manageable level. I need to watch over my limbic system carefully so that my emotions are under control. And the transfer of short-term memory to long-term memory hasn't been going well... Estella was very correct- hippocampal expansion surgery sounds like a great idea.

Sometimes horrible thoughts pop into my mind when I'm trying to memorize the circuits and pathways of basal ganglia (and many many more I really don't wanna name them =.=).

But I realised that I stop worrying when I start working. I mean, TRULY studying. Truly having the whole of mind working trying to digest the indigestible information. Which means, I start worrying when I stop working... I can't work all the time! Can I?! My neurons need some rest!!!

Speaking of rest, I really need a rest now. If tomorrow I fall asleep while studying AGAIN, I'll surely have a serious panic attack. I mean it.

Wish me luck. I need a whole lot of it. And I mean this too.

♫ Everybody everybody wants to be loved ♫

Nice song by Ingrid Michaelson. I like her "The Way I Am", too, but the official mv is quite freaky...

Everybody, everybody wants to love

Everybody, everybody wants be to loved

...

Happy is the heart that still feels pain

Darkness drains and light will come again

Swing open your chest and let it in

Just let the love, love, love begin

...

Who doesn't want?

Mothers' Day

This is the first ever Mothers' Day on which I'm not in Malaysia. Honestly I'm not one of those very "sweet" daughters who know how to give surprises to mums. All I ever did was gathering my brothers and wrote a card =p. When I was younger I used to make cards myself, but as my drawing skills didn't grow parallel with my age I stopped doing so some while ago... (>_<)

God bless my mother; all I am or hope to be I owe to her. —Abraham Lincoln

Hehe, love you mum!! =D

A gift that I don't have

Sometimes we just need a dose of laughter to clear the clouds. A silly comment. A funny expression. Laughters may not solve the problems, but it clears our mind and makes us think better.

And this really doesn't sound too convincing coming out from a person who's far from being known as a person who's funny - me.

Funny people are really gifted. I think. It drains a lot of energy when you're a boring person trying to be humorous you know.

Most of the people prefer to have humorous friends around. It's a bit disappointing whenever I come to think that I'm just not one of those friends. I'm not saying I wish to be able to make whole lot of people laugh with tears. I'm only wishing that I can give that dose of laughters to a few close friends. But even when I said I wished for this I knew clearly that this was just not the right thing to wish for. Everyone is different. Like it or not, I can keep trying but I can't change the fact that I don't have this gift.

Sometimes I see a friend who needs laughters, so I try to produce some, but there's no effect at all. This is a little bit discouraging, honestly.

But what can I do except venting on my blog and annoying my readers? Haha... so... ya... I've finished venting.

Friends, please bear with the boredom.

Iron Man 2 - not a movie review

If I remember correctly, the first and last movie I watched with my ex-classmates in PM1 back in Taylor's was the Iron Man, which really impressed me. I'm just suddenly feeling nostalgic as I just came back from watching Iron Man 2 with Xiang Yan and Phyllis, and meeting quite some fellow students from my university in the cinema.

The review was probably right. It wasn't as good as the first one in my opinion. Maybe I went watching Iron Man 1 expecting a typical superhero movie and turned out enjoying a funny and action-full and special one. However some of the funny conversations in the movie did add up some marks for the movie.

The one that left the deepest impression in me was probably "It's your fault, but I just wanna say sorry." Not solely because of the funny effect it instantly caused, but also the depth of the sentence that sinked in afterwards.

How many times that we refuse to say sorry because we want to prove that we're right, and end up losing something much greater than a 'sorry'? For a few moments of pride? It's not worth it. So what's if it's not your fault? So what if someone dear to you makes some mistakes, and sometimes, snobbish enough to deny them? If that someone is dear to me, I'd say I'll pay a hundreds sorry to keep that person. (Not to mention, when it's really my fault... which is the more frequent case in fact) I'm not suggesting that we should keep letting someone make mistakes. Instead I'm talking about... not letting precious relationships decay due to a moment of ego. Afterall, meekness is not weakness. Most of the time we need a good relationship to guide and help.