Pre-exam randoms

It's 8.55pm. I have not started studying yet. I have been writing up, or trying to write up my CV. Seeee-viiii. Not progressing far, so i've decided to drop a line and then dwelve into my Musculoskeletal Disorders & Pain notes. Regular paracetamol people, regular paracetamol.

It was a long day today. But it was a good day. With 2 major workshops, one Intergrator and a Clinical. But at 5pm, my classes for Pharmacy 4th year, semester 1, was officially over. Should i clap? No, can only clap after passing exams.

My eyes are better today. I can see. :) Though during dinner, the noodles and Kev, who was sitting in front of me, looked a bit on the hazy side.

The next cup of lemon and honey would be my 3rd one for today. Note i've only been home for 4 hours. I need to get more honey.

I should get started.

Expectations

-Expect little and you will not be disappointed-

That applies to things... like movies. Yes, movies. But relationships ( including all sorts of friendships here )? I dunno... Everybody has standards, dont they? This world is about give and take, learning to compromise. And yet how do we draw the line between expecting standards met and learning to accept? I realise i am far from perfect. No, make that very far from perfect. Sometimes i wonder, if God allows discontentment in our hearts because He has planned something better. And that the discontentment is just a product of not following His perfect plan. Or is it just stubborness? Or is it a mixture? How do we tell? Grey area? I dislike grey areas...

I hate it, being in between a rock and a hard place. Argh, having unnecessary thoughts running through my mind at this point in time is plain horrible. There are more important things to think about. I didnt realise that things can be so complicated.

Maybe its stress. Being sick. PMS.

What happens now?

The Power of the Cross is the power above all powers - Pastor Dominic Yeo

It is, isnt it? But how often do we actually claim it for our own? Gotta start getting serious, Ange.

Finished. Last assessment for the semester is over. Can you believe it? It's 8 days away from my first paper. ORALs!!!!!! :S And Joel just had to make it all better by saying that now there is the possibility of intergrated questions. Well, come to think about it, that shouldnt really be a problem if you've finished studying everything by then, right? Hmph. It's back to work.

I've got a bout of homesickness today. Boo hoo.

Zzzz......

Sleep bliss

ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!! Toothpicks may just come in handy.

What's wrong with me?!?!?!?!?!?!?! >.<>I try so hard that i think that in the end, i just end up 'fishing' from the fatigue of fighting the Zzz war. So annoying =S

I am tempted to write an email to my lecturers, apologising for falling asleep in lectures. FRONT ROW SOME MORE! Very disrespectful to lecturers (I think this is just me)... also very paiseh. I think i can get around this in a few ways:

1. Get more sleep (But i also need to study!)
2. Find a seat that is more conspicuous so i can hide my face
3. Eat my way out disregarding the "No Eating" sign
4. Stay home and sleep
5. Other suggestions?

How do you stay awake when sleepy mode is switched on in lectures?

Super sleepy pups... awww...

Finding my neverland

My mind was far away. Taken to a magical place, a place where believing was all you needed to do. I saw myself in another's shoes, taking a peep into another's life. It's hard to believe it's just a movie. But then again, arent movies often a faint imprint of life? Sometimes...

I took only a split second to jolt me out from neverland. And the dread of coming back to work on my assignments and exams... i leaned back on my seat and pushed the thought out of my head. Out. I wasnt ready to face it just yet. Fatigue took over...

Thanks, Josh, for taking me away for a while last night. I really needed it. :) Dunedin Reagent Theater's Annual 24-Hour Booksale was on yesterday. There were pretty good bargains! At the moment, my books sit in the boot of his car...just so that i dont get distracted and tempted to browse through them. Not at least until Monday 5pm anyway. :P *rubs hands together gleefully*

'When I was just as far as I could walk
From here to-day,
There was an hour
All still
When leaning with my head against a flower
I heard you talk.
Don't say I didn't, for I heard you say--
You spoke from that flower on the window sill-
Do you remember what it was you said?'

'First tell me what it was you thought you heard.

''Having found the flower and driven a bee away,
I leaned my head
And holding by the stalk,
I listened and I thought I caught the word--
What was it?
Did you call me by my name?
Or did you say--
Someone said "Come" --
I heard it as I bowed.''

I may have thought as much, but not aloud.'"

Well, so I came.'

- The Telephone by Robert Frost


I adore my pink duvet cover and matching pillow cases! :)

Psyched wrong way round

I'm all psyched up for the Melbourne trip. We had a briefing today and i think the word that made my ears perk up was RETAIL. I think just being in another country makes it fun...plus Lye Funn's with me! :) Any ideas or suggestions where to go? Hey Chute, what are the good eating places? We'll have to meet up ya?

I wish i was as psyched up for my case study assignment as i am for the Melbourne trip (which is in 2 months' time) at the moment.

Must.... finish.... by.... tonight.

Of 100 women found with breast cancer, 1 man will be diagnosed.

Look, Ma! No stitches!

Stitches, be gone!

Day off

Refreshed.

Needed that time out. I was starting to feel more and more distant. So mad at myself. Feeling that God was close to me, but at the same time, i was so far away from Him. There was a glass barrier between us, i couldnt hug Him back. Frustrating. And when things werent right with Him, everything else fell apart.

But Saturday was good. Guud! The weather was awesome. Ruthie and i spent 4 hours at the Gardens, just seeking Him, His Word, His still small voice. It was my day off. Loved it. Every single moment. Then all my problems werent really problems any more. They became clear. Crystal.

A servant doesnt care who gets the glory. Remember that. A servant has one great goal, and that is to make the person he serves look better, to make that person even more successful. A servant doesnt want the person he serves to fail. A servant doesnt care who gets the glory, just so the job gets done. - Excerpt from David by Charles Swindoll.

Praise Him.

Amazing prayer meeting tonight. I admit that i went there thinking about the time, when i should get back to start work. But what i intended for evil, God turnd it for good. And by the end of it, i was reluctant to leave. The presence of God was sooooooooo in that place. Prayer does change things... it changed my heart and gave me joy. Thanks Stella and Pat. Go Pharmacy!! :D

There is a bruise on my apple...

two hearts seeking one God