ponedeljek, 30. november 2009
četrtek, 26. november 2009
Weightless, worriless, careless
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Pulled through. Everything. Exams, presentations,... everything. I feel like the king of the world. Slept like a baby last night. I have a couple of weeks of chilling out, drinking, dancing, climbing, guitar, gaming and working on a design idea ahead of me. After that, it's back to studying.
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Pulled through. Everything. Exams, presentations,... everything. I feel like the king of the world. Slept like a baby last night. I have a couple of weeks of chilling out, drinking, dancing, climbing, guitar, gaming and working on a design idea ahead of me. After that, it's back to studying.
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ponedeljek, 23. november 2009
The Sandman - my new best friend
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Another sleepless night. Had a practical part of an exam today (in 3 parts) and got the results of an exam I had on Friday. Passed'em all with flying colours. Too bad it doesn't do me much good. Have a written part to that three-parter practical tomorrow and I still have a whooole lot of studying ahead of me tonight. And the day after tomorrow, the oral part of this exam. The fun just never ends. And I have to present a part of the neurological examination at the neurology practicals tomorrow. *Dramatic drum roll* *falls into a coma*
Not that I'm complaining... I'm just... tired. And need to blow of some steem by bitching about how life could be easier, if I had chosen one of the seemingly many bullshit colleges in existence in this country (the kind where you study a couple of hours tops for an exam and pass it with top marks). I'm not quite sure what you can do with a diploma from such a college, other than whipe your ass with it but hey... at least you get more than just school out of life.
Inspite of the studious success, today has been a rather shitty day (a cumulative effect of many little shitty occurences). Our apartment beeing redecorated, restored... whatever you wanna call it, I had to spend the whole damn day (apart from the part of it I spent in school... taking exams) taking care of the people doing the work, instead of rewising for the exam tomorrow. God, I'm completely exhausted but at the same time too nervous to be able to go to sleep (I tried... hard... and failed... harder). And, as mentioned, have to study.
Life just keeps getting... weirder... and less fun every year. I think by the time I'm done with this whole medicine business (if I ever finish the course in the first place) they will have killed the little will to live I have left in me.
Time to hit the books.
Over and out.
Another sleepless night. Had a practical part of an exam today (in 3 parts) and got the results of an exam I had on Friday. Passed'em all with flying colours. Too bad it doesn't do me much good. Have a written part to that three-parter practical tomorrow and I still have a whooole lot of studying ahead of me tonight. And the day after tomorrow, the oral part of this exam. The fun just never ends. And I have to present a part of the neurological examination at the neurology practicals tomorrow. *Dramatic drum roll* *falls into a coma*
Not that I'm complaining... I'm just... tired. And need to blow of some steem by bitching about how life could be easier, if I had chosen one of the seemingly many bullshit colleges in existence in this country (the kind where you study a couple of hours tops for an exam and pass it with top marks). I'm not quite sure what you can do with a diploma from such a college, other than whipe your ass with it but hey... at least you get more than just school out of life.
Inspite of the studious success, today has been a rather shitty day (a cumulative effect of many little shitty occurences). Our apartment beeing redecorated, restored... whatever you wanna call it, I had to spend the whole damn day (apart from the part of it I spent in school... taking exams) taking care of the people doing the work, instead of rewising for the exam tomorrow. God, I'm completely exhausted but at the same time too nervous to be able to go to sleep (I tried... hard... and failed... harder). And, as mentioned, have to study.
Life just keeps getting... weirder... and less fun every year. I think by the time I'm done with this whole medicine business (if I ever finish the course in the first place) they will have killed the little will to live I have left in me.
Time to hit the books.
Over and out.
nedelja, 22. november 2009
Poet Wannabe II
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Due to some technical difficulties, I've decided I'll post some more of the stuff I've written here. For safe keeping.
Due to some technical difficulties, I've decided I'll post some more of the stuff I've written here. For safe keeping.
For The Love Of God
A battered man
on his battered knees
is praying to a battered god
to pour some love
over his battered heart
so he'd stop hurting
so he could breathe
A battered man
on his battered knees
is praying to a battered god
to pour some love
over his battered heart
so he'd stop hurting
so he could breathe
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