These thoughts randomly occurred to me today:
1. Ever since Sophie Elliot's murder, people have been kicking up a fuss about relationships between lecturers and students. The question is, why? Yes, Clayton Weatherston is one narcissistic psycho, but he had followed university guidelines set by notifying the department so that he wouldn't mark her papers. It begs the question: what are we trying to say? That
a) lecturers are incapable of having a relationship with students without it ending badly
OR
b) lecturers are incapable of having relationships full stop?
Option a) does not make any sense. In fact it's a trick question. By picking a), you are picking b). By saying that lecturers are incapable of having a relationship with students without it ending badly, you are saying that lecturers are not capable of being in a relationship, be it with anyone, at all. What makes a relationship between a lecturer and a student so special? It shouldn't be. A person is a person, regardless of their status. Thus, the relationship shouldn't be different compared to one between two students or two lecturers. One must also remember that this isn't the first time that one person has murdered their partner. But you don't see people kicking up a furore about relationships in general. You take the plunge, you take a chance. And unfortunately, Weatherston turned out to be a psychotic jerk who deserves to serve his entire sentence in jail.
Also, it begs the question. Are there more Clayton Weatherstons working in the university?
2. Why on earth is there such an intense rivalry between med and dent students? Honestly. i went to the Med Revue (it was not worth my $10... perhaps due to the fact that i'm not one) and dent students scored the most hits. In hindsight, i should've kept a tally. as much as i'd like to sit on my high horse and say that as a pharmacist, i am above such power plays, i do admit that i have on the occasion, mocked med lab science students. it's a lovely pecking order. the question is, who the hell decided the order? and it's fucking annoying. especially when one is around health scis. because they automatically ask "oh, was pharmacy your first choice?" when one tells them that one is a pharmacist. i would like to say that it will be the pharmacist that saves the doctor's arse when he or she accidentally prescribes alprostadil to a sickle cell anaemic.
3. i was sad that i didn't get the bigger room in the flat last year. i am now grateful because i'm closer to the heat pump. enough said.
4. why why why does my lecturer require me to memorise what each cytochrome P450 family metabolises?
5. i dislike grammatical errors. i don't know what annoys me more
a) people using 'your' instead of 'you're' and vice versa
OR
b) people spelling 'definitely' wrong. the variations include 'definately', 'defiantly', amongst others.
Except, i can't really complain because it would make me a massive hypocrite if i make a grammatical error. even if i did it by accident. also, i don't have the biggest faith in my grasp of the english language. i'd like to say at this point that it is my second language to exonerate myself from any future errors i will make.
6. i don't know why, but words are disappearing from my mind. at least three times a day, i will struggle to find a word that i know the meaning of, know the starting letter and have probably used before, but not remember the rest of the letters. either it's from the lack of essays i have been writing or i'm getting more dumb or, as i would prefer, it is a result of the general anaesthesia. my mother claims that if i get another hernia and require surgery, i will be even more retarded than i already am. lovely woman, isn't she. she also says that if i keep on blowing my nose that hard, i will get another hernia and thus, my intelligence is at stake. i think she just wants me to keep quiet in the mornings and does so by holding my brains over my head. metaphorically speaking, of course.
i really should go study something. like those cytochrome P45o families.
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