The Blues

~Switchfoot

Is this the new year or just another night?
Is this the new fear or just another fright?
Is this the new tear or just another desperation?

Is this the finger or just another fist?
Is this the kingdom or just a hit and miss?
I miss direction, most in all this desperation

Is this what they call freedom?
Is this what you call pain?
Is this what they call discontented fame?
It'll be a day like this one
When the world caves in...

I'm singing this one like a broken piece of glass
From broken hearts and broken noses in the back
Is this the new year or just another desperation?

You push until you're shoving
You bend until you break
Do you stand on the broken fields where your fathers lay?
It'll be a day like this one
When the world caves in...

Is nothing here worth saving,
Is no one here at all?
Is there any net left that could break our fall?
It'll be a day like this one
When the sky falls down
And the hungry and poor and deserted are found

Are you discontented?
Have you been pushing hard?
Have you been throwing down this broken house of cards?
It'll be a day like this one
When the world caves in...

Is there nothing left now, nothing left to sing?
Are there any left who haven't kissed the enemy?
Is this the new year or just another desperation?

Does justice never find you?
Do the wicked never lose?
Is there any honest song to sing besides these blues?
And nothing is okay
'Til the world caves in,
Until the world caves in...

Hmmm, so how are things now...?

Well, pharmacokinetics and med chem are over, and they're probably my least favourite subjects, so...*lights match and burns all notes*.

Just kidding.

I'd better have passed though, I could not stand to have to do med chem again.

Only dispensing and pharmacology left. Am currently rather sleep deprived.

In other related news, my application to that pharmacy summer project thing was unsuccessful (see, I told you I'm getting dumb!), but that means I can go to KYLC now, as well as NTE, so I can do both Strands 1 and 2 in one summer! (Well that is the plan anyway. Am feeling rather mentally and spiritually unfit for such challenges at the moment, but must get on with it.)

Sigh...strangely enough, I'm not really looking forward to the holidays. Not that I want the exam period to last forever, but yeah.

Thanks for the nice comments though =)

The way things work

enough time to study + no procrastination = enough time to study

enough time to study + procrastination = not enough time to study

Therefore
enough time to study + procrastination + self-induced sleep deprivation = enough time to study

Now
enough time to study may or may not = good marks

And
good marks = meaningless

So what am I stressing about?


For a moment then the thought crossed my mind that maybe I've never really done anything useful in my life. And that maybe I never will. I don't really feel like I can do anything right. It seems like a useless struggle.

This week sucks.

Don't Panic?!?!?!?

I AM SO STUFFED FOR PHARMACOKINETICS AND MED-CHEM!!!

WHY DIDN'T I START STUDYING EARLIER????

My cousin's wedding

A Recount of Randomness

Last weekend my parents and I flew up to Brisbane for my cousin's wedding. (This is sounding like a highschool English homework assignment.) This cousin being my dad's oldest brother's daughter, my only cousin on my dad's side, who I hadn't seen in eleven years. (Shocking, I know.) Was originally quite disgruntled that it was going to be on the weekend before exams started, but it's a family happy happy joy joy occasion, and my dad's family rarely all get together, so what can you do.

The ceremony was held late in the afternoon at Customs House, outside, overlooking the river. Just as well it wasn't raining. It was the first ever "non-Christian" wedding ceremony I've ever been to. It was quite short, and informal, almost to the point of being disorganised, but maybe that was just this one. I say that because there were only enough chairs set out for about a quarter of the people there, and everyone else just stood around randomly. And people were still standing around talking, with their backs to the red carpet, when the string quartet started playing and first bridesmaid began walking down the aisle! I was like, what the?...but oh well.

Anyway, the view was very nice, especially later on when the sun had set and all the lights on the bridge over the river lit up. After the ceremony the professional photos were taken (yay, first time in "bride's family"!), and then had to stand around for about two hours before the reception, and my shoes were killing me (cos they took away all the chairs!). Oh but I got to watch a tea pouring ceremony for the first time! (Actually not very interesting, but at least now I've seen one.)

The reception was held inside at the same location after cocktails and stuff was over. Lovely red/pink theme to the wedding. I thought I was going to be seated with my parents and relatives since I didn't know anyone else there, but to my utter mortification (at least initially), I was to sit at a table, all by myself, with......people. Which meant that I would have to......talk. To complete strangers. Noooooooo! (OK, keep in mind at this stage I was kinda tired with hurting feet and stressed about my upcoming OSCE. Socialising with random people, who all looked at least five years older than me, was not on my list of top priorities at that time.)

Well, it didn't turn out to be that bad in the end. It was really awkward at first, but got to meet the people at my end of the table...a guy from Auckland called Campbell, who kept going outside at random intervals to have a smoke; someone called Mark I thought didn't look like a Mark at all; Lorraine (also a Kiwi, a nurse from Christchurch, who at first I thought was late 20s - early 30s, later on I asked her how long she had been working as a nurse for, and she said, longer than the groom has been alive, and considering the groom is in his late 20s....crap she looks young for her age!!)...anyway, all these people met the bride and groom in the UK, where they all worked for a few years. Also met my cousin's godbrother, who's sister and mother are pharmacists (save me), and one of my cousin's highschool friends....This was all rather weird for me as I still haven't met the groom in person and don't know my cousin at all having not seen her since I was eight.

This post is getting rather long. Let's have an intermission. Get up and stretch, go to the bathroom, get something to drink...

***********INTERMISSION************


OK, now where was I? Oh yeah, sitting at the table having dinner at the reception, talking to random people. Speaking of the table...it was the one right next to the jazz band! =D =D =D Which made conversation rather difficult (almost yelling). But boy were they good. (Not that I would know if they were really good or not, since I haven't seen that many jazz bands and don't know anything about jazz.) But the best thing was every time Mark got out of his seat (not that I made him get out of his seat or anything, he just happened to be out of his seat all of the time), I got to see what the pianist was doing...who I might mention for someone's benefit, looked like what I think Jonathan Rhys Meyers (the dude from Bend it Like Beckham) looks like. (Or at least, what I think I remember him as looking like. Which may mean that he could not look like him at all. I mean, I might not even be close. But he was blonde. Is JRM even blonde?)

Anyway, for a few minutes I got the crazy idea into my head that after I'm done with pharmacy, I might do jazz piano. Cos it just looks fully sick.

The funny thing was at the end of the night when we were about to leave, my dad commented that the band was really noisy, and I was like, no, they sound great! And then I realised that everywhere else in the room besides at our table, you couldn't hear the piano at all over the brass/bass/drums. Which indeed, sounded noisy. Yay for sitting with a table of random people next to the band!

So that was my adventure in Brisbane. Oh and something else, we got a free fireworks show from the balcony, cos it was November 5th, Guy Fawkes night, and someone put on fireworks over the river! Wasn't my cousin lucky? Also, during the ceremony, at the very moment they were married, church bells from across the road rang out, it seemed like it was planned, but later they were like, no we didn't plan that at all, it was just a coincidence! Tres cool.

Have I bored you all with enough details? The only thing left I have to say is that the bassist was playing a bass with five strings. To which most of you will probably go "So....?", but I thought that was interesting.

Too bad for Pun, I'm not going to list out what was on the menu....instead, just for you dear Punny, I will tell you that my cousin works as a nurse.....and her name is...





...Christine.

*bwahahahaha....rotfl*