Tuesday, April 24, 2007 / 8:48 PM
To Tom, Dick, Harry and Toothless Mary.
First of all, my blog is not dead.
I'm the one who is.
I'll tell you why.
I'm left with only ONE semester with very tight suffocating schedules, before months stretched of clinical attachments and after which marks the end of my tertiary education - graduation.
5 weeks of on-course attachment plus another 3 months of PRCP upon graduation.
How lucky can my batch be when previous batches had only 6 weeks of PRCP?
Very lucky unlucky.
All modules are then squeezed into one semester and you bet we year 3 are struggling like ugly tortoises in school.
And judging the amount of assignments and upcoming tests, we'll soon become pandas in due time.
On top of that, I still have my part-time job. I'd be lying if I were to say I'm enjoying my job as much as I did 2 months back.
Having said that, is work a curse or a blessing?
I'd say a curse. Haa.
Anyway, it's the 2nd week of school and do bless us; I and my friends have been obediently attending our lectures. Yes, even the morning ones.
What can I say when the lecturers are indeed way smarter than us (intelligent but not brainy enough). They somehow deliberately scheduled labs or tutorials as the first lesson so that we can't skip any periods.
Besides, why must they make it a compulsory for year 3 students to have a NAPFA test? After years of not having any physical education and they want us to run and jump.
They said we need to be proven fit.
I doubt it. They just want to kill us.
Bottom line is I need a life.
Or maybe not considering I already have one.
Dumbo.
I need to take a breather.
Like seriously.
Boy Girl, you took my breath away.
'Blur Monkeys @ Monkey-Jiggle.Com'
