"..and I'm juggling all the thoughts in my head,
I'm juggling and my fears on fire but I'm listening as it evolved in my head..
I'm balancing on one fine wire.."
I was so bored at home that I didn't let even the simplest task that will make me leave the house just pass by. Well, I succeeded. What was just a simple day for me to go to school and return Ann's Rad. Biology notes became a major one. As a matter of fact, this day became a 'hit three birds with one stone' event.
1. Ann's Rad. Biology notes
I borrowed this almost two weeks ago. What a surprise that I haven't copied anything yet when she reminded me that she's about to get it back. So there, I returned it. Fresh and untouched. Too bad that class discussions resume on Monday and I haven't had any notes of the previous lectures. Way to go Ian. My attitude is just so... non-med. school. Better change for the better!
2. Thesis Draft courtesy of Dr. Co
She returned it -- at last! What was planned to be a quick drop-by at the Dept. of Biology office this morning became a total freak show. Five hours, ma'am. Five.
But everything turned out okay, so far. It seems that the corrections that our two readers made are almost similar, making our next editing quite easier. Yay.
3. Molecular Beauty by Roald Hoffman
How can a chemist say that a particular molecule is 'beautiful'? Weird, huh. This essay that I am required to read and react on is about a chemist's notions on molecular aesthetics -- the beauty that lies between every molecule. I was quite at ease at first when I knew about this essay since I thought that I might be able to understand his ideas easily because I have been bombarded with chemistry (including biochemistry) subjects before. Hmm. But no. The way the author wrote the essay is just too difficult to comprehend. Very tricky. I guess I have to read it over and over again. Deadline's on the seventh.
Another thing that's been on my mind today was the unending assumptions and discussions about 'life after biology'. Biology IS the study of life. But after four years of it, I am more lost than ever about life.
Ever since the idea of me not being accepted to ANY medical schools here in the Philippines came to my consciousness, my thoughts about it have begun juggling over my head. At first I was like, "nah..for sure, no matter what, there will always be a med school where I will eventually end up." Of course this statement is true. But then, at this point, a lot of realizations are beginning to surface. And digging deep into these realizations is the fact that it's not just "going to medical school" anymore. It's now about CHOOSING the medical school. And not just a med school, but the RIGHT one.
*sigh*
Right now, the best thing that we could all do is make sure we're all prepared for whatever that might happen. Trying to think of Plans B, C, D, and so on is not a bad idea, just don't let your mind revolve around those too much. That's why they're the alternatives. When Plan A doesn't work, then that's the time to consider Plan B. So, unless Plan A hasn't been trashed yet (hopefully not), Plans B, C, D, and so on are still nothing but a piece of crap.
And they're entwined between the night and sun beams..
I wish I were free from this pain in me.."
"One Fine Wire"
Artist: Colbie Caillat
Album: Coco (2007)
Artist: Colbie Caillat
Album: Coco (2007)
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