We want a cure for procrastination! When do we want it? Tomorrow!

I should actually be getting ready for work. But life is defined by the things we procrastinate. Humhaa

Last week at Simpangan Depok. I have Surgery and Anesthesiology at Husada next. On the plus side, I don't have to rent a new room because Husada is relatively near. You know, in the way two bus route changes and having to wake up at the ass crack of dawn is near. Ah, things we co-ass do to get to work where we are treated lower that that rag you have there under your feet. Fantastic. Moan and groan, moan and groan. But then I realize, I really love doing this stuff. Not like. Love. Then everything is fine, rinse and repeat. Because damnit Medicine.

How's life nowadays? Doing dine. Being rather free since I finished my theory exam last Thursday and my physical exam exam Monday. We're really just laying around. We still do follow ups, presenting patients during rounds, running to get labs, being on call and all that stuff though. But having sat through the exams brings a false sense of freedom. Not really, because like I said,we're still working. Anyway, holding the pediatric neurology file this week. For the last time. And it's a really awesome case though. Complex Febrile Seizure with history of seizure without fever. Pretty interesting but only to me apparently.

Apparently that person thinks that my siblings and I aren't mad at her because when we came to her house during raya a year ago, we weren't angry.

She apparently expected us to act like uncivilized children and scream her eardrums out or bash her head in using the trowel. Maybe I'll take her up on her offer. You know. Bash her flat screen with my bare fists, possible major injury be damned. But then a again, I am a civilized person. So maybe I'll just kick her kid when she's not looking. Or maybe not. That's just my emo talking. Anyway, lets all put our hands together, and bash a hole in the wall.

I have issues as you can probably tell.

Okay. So enough of that. Lets just get ready for work and face the day with a smile. while inside, a house is burning, the ashes falling like black, black snow and the smell of burning wood will be invigorating.

What the hell is with guys and damsels in distress anyway? I don't get it. Must I act like some victim to get a guy's attention? Please, tell me.

oh dear, i am so weak and need protection, what ever shall i do

akunona

there maybe issues that need addressing but damnit. I'll be okay soon

just wanted to draw shit

and also add some deformed flies to the mix

Hi. My life. Bye.

akunona

no kidding

pick me

Nearing the end of Pediatrics posting. We're smack dab in the middle of the eighth week, and two of us have already presented their exam cases. It's all random and such. But I kind of regret not volunteering earlier. Because it's not me this week. Haha. There's an in joke going around that I have suicidal tendencies. At least, that's what we call volunteering for exams. Yeah. Anyway.

The others thought that I would be picked first, being smart and all. I didn't exactly think so, but I wouldn't have said no if she had asked me to present first. Though you can't exactly say no, but you get my point. I still have no idea if I have any idea in pediatrics. There have been some really interesting cases and all but those are generally aren't used for exams. Besides, that patient's due home tomorrow and this week's quota of genocide (a.k.a exams) have already been filled. It's a ten month old baby with bronchopneumonia and a congenital heart defect, though for diagnostic purposes, that should be reversed. They've been making jokes about that incidently, saying that he's my exam patient because I'm smart and all that. But if he were to be my exam patient then my exam score can only be an A or an E. At least, that's what my specialist's been saying. She can be rather sadistic. And oddly enough, I can joke around with her. Not like what the seniors have been saying. She's been rather nice. Thank god. InsyaAllah. Let her good mood continue until the end of our posting here.

Anyway, I'm hoping to be picked for exams next week. If you happen to read this, pray that it's me. Not because I have suicidal tendencies, no, I'd just like to get this over with. Sure it's all fun having apparently more time to study, but the waiting's hell on my sympathetic system. Oh, and pray I do well too. If you can. Because I'm sure you're awesome like that.


On call today, as I am every two days. Yay to Coass life being so freaking awesome. Love you and all that mushy stuff. Better go back to studying pediatrics. Because damnit, next week could be me. I hope it is.

say the what

akunona