I much rather be working

I feel so much more . . . . . . sad, when I am studying. I no longer can bare the endless hours of sitting still at the table. I rather be going around pulling out JP drains and putting in NG tubes and having billious vomitus all over me than sit in a room with my poor coffee turning cold, pretending to study, I mean attempting to study. 


And I wish all American students do TEN lumbar punctures before they can graduate. (referring to an episode of house). Because I have not done one up till now. Major PHAIL. 


On a happier note, EVERYONE IS GRADUATING!!!!!!! CONGRATULATIONS!!!!


To ViZanne the bubbly lil girl who brightens up my life everytime I see a FB message (I know I'm THAT sad).


To Aaron and YinnCher who scream down the entire 2nd floor hallways everytime someone scores a goal on TV. (I swear my room earthquake-ed for a while).


I still have one more GRUELLING YEAR TO GO. 


but!!!!!!!!!!!!!   24 more days to the end of my TWO AND A HALF YEARS OF THIRD YEAR MED SCHOOL. (urgh can't believe it can't believe it -- too cacat until cannot be promoted)


Adios~~~