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Tuesday, February 14, 2006

Biochem is drving me insane in the (phospholipid) membrane!

Hah! And so this is my first blog entry. No surprise that this momentous event falls on the eve of my biochem midterm. Yes, people, this is the art of P-R-O-C-R-A-S-T-I-N-A-T-I-O-N at its best. Or maybe I've just reached the point where I've simply, positively, HAD ENOUGH OF THIS (insert profanity here). Well, a little from column A and a little from column B. And as I contemplate what else I can amuse/busy myself with instead of studing, my eyes fall on a lonely (so says I) heart shaped box of chocolates. How could I forget? It's Valentine's Day! Hooray and hallelujah for people who are loved! Hey, I got a box of chocolates, didn't I?

Coughtheywerefrommydadcoughcough ahem.

In any case, that box of chocolates won't last too long in my presence, especially in the state that I am currently in. Tired, cranky and bored pop into mind.

I think I've just raised the bar on this boredom/apatheticness towards my midterms. I was writing my microbiology (microorganisms, they're everywhere!) midterm this afternoon when somewhere between question 54 and question 68, I just got sooooo bored. So bored, that in fact, I actually stopped writing the exam. My mind began to wander. I began to daydream. I was dreaming up scenarios in my head of where I would rather be. Hmmm, what should I eat for dinner? Should I do my laundry? I can't wait to get home tonight to watch American Idol. And thus began my assent to the throne of Queen of Apathy-land. Thank goodness my lab partner behind me was shuffling her papers and snapped me out of my reverie just in time to eeny-meeny-miny-mo my way through the last dozen questions so I could actually leave the examination room. Yikes. Hope I don't fall into some fugue state during my biochem midterm tommorow. I'm positive that my TA must think I'm a freak - once minute I'm all into my exam, next minute I'm dancing in my chair because I hear music in my head (which I frequently do), and the last 30 mins or so I look comatose with my eyes open and my pencil in midair. Well, he'd be right. Sometimes, I freak MYSELF out. Sigh, time for that chocolate.

Eat, rest and sleep people, for I shall have none of that tonight. Well, maybe the eating part I got down...

Ok, ok. For real now, I'm going to go study. I swear....


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