Express.

This place has become an outlet for me to vent my frustrations. I notice, over the past few posts, that I hardly ever talk about anything happy. Haha, but happiness somehow doesnt correlate with blogging, at least not for me. Happiness makes it so easy to forget that this blog ever existed. Except, of course, when I want to upload photos, and I haven't done that in awhile. Oops. Some birthday photos have been left lingering in my computer.

The end of posting test is just around the corner, I half wish it would just get its ass over here. The other half of me would like for it to stay away longer, for me to read and practice, and for fear that I may not be ready. But for now, I wish it were tomorrow. I hate having the burden of something looming overhead, and we end up building our expectations and fears based on the things that people say, that may or may not be true. Which really doesn't help, because we'll just have to do it anyway, regardless of whatever they throw at us. SO lets get to it already.

The pseudoholiday has been exactly that so far. I've spent it mostly working on irritating cofm, trying to focus on wardwork and presentations and getting some reading done. Hm, I've accepted that its not much of a break, and it may not be fair, but heck, Life is just like that, isnt it? All I can say is this, may the deans office never destroy another medical students holiday like this. We have to appreciate what little we have.

All the best for the end of posting test everyone! And to the lucky half of you in surg, have a good break!