GG

I got my course examination result back a few weeks ago,

Course 1 (Foundations): Pass..below average.

Guess that's what i get for not studying.

So many things to do, i guess i need to prioritise. Spend less time thinking about some things, more about others. Yeah, thats the way to go, even thinking about it makes me feel more determined >=/.


ps. Look what i had to walk through the other day. Without an umbrella. T__T.

Uni Rant.

University is definitely very different from high school. As the first end of course exam approaches, its starting to get more and more stressful. All the lectures in which i've fallen asleep are coming back to haunt me. Slowli reworking my way through them, i now know that revising would be a lot easier if i absorb more on the first exposure to the material. Shall give that a shot. ARG.

Listening to the people around me during class discussions and practical lessons, everybody seems so smart, firing off the events and mechanisms of inflammation, naming the mediators and stuff, and listing the layers of the skin. I felt that i'd picked up a lot of the information pretty quickli after a lecture on the nervous system, but as it turns out, so did most people..so right now, being the sharpest tack in the box seems pretty impossible..

Everybody just seems so intelligent, and intent on understanding how things work that it makes me question whether my own such ability is that strong after all. Though i know this may sound extremeli arrogant, but its what is going thrugh mi mind right now.

One thing is for sure though, that's not giving up. Hard work beats genius more often than not.

So I'm Back..From Outta Space

Hey Blogger..long time no see.. i know i havent written in you for quite a long time, but randomli going through mine and alice's blog posts written around this time last year, it reminded me of how fun it used to be..

Though imma continue writing in mi tumblr every night, i've decided that it'd be a gud idea to keep posting here like i used to..with rants, random thoughts, and anything interesting i come across.

Reading back on mi first ever blog post..i was reminded of all the thoughts and emotions that went through mi mind, and this blog is the onli testament that they ever existed..

Here was Cecil - April 23, 2009:

"...haha, well to my future self.. SUP. hows life?
and did you get into med?

(remember?: hard work for HSC, sleeping at 2am most nights =[, friends (sup. guys? XD), chasing dreams, year 10, having a best friend <3,basketball,harrys tutoring, drDU)"

well to mi old self, SUP..life is gud i guess, though everything used to seem a lot simpler, im still enjoying it though, thats the main thing. and yes, i did get into med..thanks for not giving up and working so hard to get me here =)..and yes i do remember all of those things, all the tutoring and dream chasing..and btw, i still do sleep at 2am most nights =).

Lots.

I wonder why were like this..
---
Its been a long time since i last recorded my thoughts on things that have happened to me in the big story of my life..and i guess it was because i just didnt feel the need to do it anymore, please dont ask me why. But for the sake of being able to drown my future self in nostalgia, i've decided that i should continue to blog..even if it means losing a few extra hours of sleep. So here goes lol.

First of all..the med interview. I found that the MedEntry classes i went to reinforced many things that i already knew about how to handle an interview, and it also had a list of questions that have been asked in the past which helped me when thinking about answers that i could give on the day. The guide (and friends and family) suggested that I cut my hair short and wear formal clothing with a tie on the day. Well..i did cut my hair short (i thought it was short)..but i still had sides and a side fringe, and my interview suit included a plain white long sleeve shirt (no collar, no buttons), a black pair of jeans and my old converse chucks (black..nd brown from dirt)..and my hoop earring. I found that this gave me a lot of confidence on the day, seeing everybody else in passport cuts, dress pants, dress shirts, ties and leather shoes. As for the actual interview..i guess it just felt like a conversation with two people who wanted to know about my life, how i've been brought up and the reasons for wanting to do medicine. From what i remember..the woman was very nice and smiley, and did most of the talking..and the man looked down most of the time, and didnt do as much talking. I found that despite all the preparation for the questions i thought i'd be asked, it was just not possible to completely match what you imagine beforehand.. coming out of the interview, i just felt realli relieved and calm..though i still had no idea whether i did well or not.

The next thing i guess..would be bike riding with Alice, Wong, Bevis, Ron and Lawrence. It was..different..but it was fun even though it was realli tiring (more tiring for some than others haha)..we rode all the way past brighton le sands then back (so around 12 km). But if you asked me what the better part of the day was..it'd probabli be chillin in alice's air con afterwards..waitin for mi mum to pick me up.

Fish Markets was a day to remember..taking a lightrail tram (ding ding) from central to the fish market to have lunch with Darren, Alice, Hannah, Carol and Lily. It was one of the few non-caringbah things i've ever been to.

The day we went to the MCA was a special day to me..something i will keep in my diary..

Ivan's birthday was an interesting day..playing with flour balls at the park next to the aquatic centre. Its been a long time since i've been to a birthday party where everybody jst ate bbq food and ran around in a park.

Today, Alice, Wong and Bevis came over, and we made dumplings and a chocolate cake. Well..Alice nd I made dumplings when bevis and wong went out for a drive, but they came back to make the cake. SOMEONES dumplings were full of holes *shakes head*.

Remember when we..

its weird how many memories this little thing carries