#longhaironboyswasneverinunlessyouwereinhanson

Do you know what's weird? I was looking through old photos and I swear I was dating a different person back then.



... also, I can't believe I told him that he looked attractive with long hair back then. I take that back. A hundred times back.

#activelymakingupbullshit

I can't read actively. And I sincerely hope my HIC tutor doesn't count the amount of comments/footnotes I have made for this reading like she has threatened. Because I am grasping at straws for making shit up.

#doubleagony

Why are we having double lectures of public health (again) tomorrow? I am going to need a double dose of coffee to keep me awake....

#stupidboys

Note to self: when he cries like a little girl when he is alone in April, I am SO going to tell him 'I told you so'.

#richbitchexceptnot

I've turned into a class A Apple products whore. I'm gunning for an iPhone next... unfortunately, I've only just acquired a (free) Samsung Galaxy 3 cellphone which will probably last me until graduation.

Oh well. When I graduate for the second time, I will buy myself an iPhone.

#shameyousecondyears

The list of the drugs we need to learn as second year medical students went up in the pharmacology lecture today. There was an audible gasp of disbelief.


I just cackled.

#brosbeforehoesexceptiamthehoe

He infuriates me. Go, get married. And leave me the fuck alone. Honestly, you can have him if you want.

#needearplugs

Why have my downstairs neighbours rejuvenated their sex life? I'd appreciate no moaning. Or panting.

I hear doing it in silence is a pretty kinky way to have sex.

#atheistscansuckmydick

* Ecstatic leap of joy * I will still be able to borrow for the entirety of my second degree.

'10 - 3rd year of pharmacy: 1 EFTS
'11 - 4th year of pharmacy: 2 EFTS

'12 - intern year: 0 EFTS

'13 - 2nd year of medicine: 3 EFTS

'14 - 3rd year: 4 EFTS

'15 - 4th year: 5 EFTS

'16 - 5th year: 6 EFTS

'17 - 6th year: 7 EFTS

AND WE'RE ALLOWED A TOTAL OF 7 EFTS POINTS. 

Thank you God that this stupid scheme only started in 2010 (i.e. halfway through my first degree) and thank you God that I skipped a year otherwise I would be royally screwed (not to mention, way more in debt because they stopped the Bonded Merit Scholarship scheme the year after I started second year), and my poor parents would have to cough up ten grand to allow me to finish my medical degree.

It's not by chance or mere coincidence that everything fits together like a completed jigsaw puzzle. I would not have been ready to do medicine if I had gotten in straight out of HSFY. And now I can earn some money throughout the year as a pharmacist. I wouldn't be in Dunedin right now. I wouldn't be with E. still.

All you atheists out there can kiss my ass. 

#genericihatevalentinesdayentry

I just want to get cracking with class. No more niceties, please.



Still hate Valentines Day. It's like the oh hey, honey - Imma gonna get you a present because I feel obligated to because everyone else is buying shit for their respective loved ones. And not because I actually feel like getting you anything. I like receiving presents and romantic gestures all year round, thank you very much.

#notworththebucks

Bailey's chocolate mousse. Best. thing. ever.


Who said that hospital food isn't tasty? Well, I suppose one hopes that the food will be good if one is paying over $9000 for a two night stint.
Have unfortunately come to the conclusion that private hospitals are a bit like private schools: prissy and simply not worth one's money because it simply isn't worth the extra bucks. Also, not enough doctors walking around to ogle.

Let's face it... public hospital doctors, just like public school boys, are so much better (to peruse).

#hotdoctoralert

My boyfriend is awesome. He just diagnosed subcutaneous emphysema. In a patient in a different city a.k.a. my mother.



Such a big turn on. Not the mother thing. But the boyfriend diagnosing thing. He should wear his scrubs more often around me.

#footinmouth

Must. keep. mouth. shut. I don't know what possessed me to interrupt a consultant. A freaking CONSULTANT over what to give my mother for her wind.

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Well, at least I've realised that I know next to nothing before I start class so we can all start afresh, egos nada.

#hidingthefactthatiwillhavetwodegrees

Told a complete stranger today who asked me what I do that I was a pharmacist studying to be a doctor. Those words have never left my mouth before. And they never will again because I felt like a total jackass.
I'm still shuddering in retrospect.

Mum seems okay at the moment. I hate not knowing what actually went down in the theatre. I also hate it when she seems so weak that she can't even lift her hands up properly.

#stupidipod

iPod has stopped spazzing. (Bank account) crisis averted.

#needcarbs

Damn it, I want to eat carbohydrates.