So I guess the main reason I'm back (apart from the Fosters entry I had to make) is that I have nothing to hide, and that even if this blog is not really relevant to my life anymore, it IS a part of me and its a part thats been accepted completely. No baggage anymore. But history shouldn't be forgotten.
And also. I CANT STOP WRITING FOR LONG. Its a compulsive thing.
So anyway. Its past midnight. And im listening to old old One Tree Hill music that i LOVE and its making me nostalgic. And its exam time again..
Bullet Points:
1. ENT Sessional day after. Chances of passing: marginally high, but dangerously close. Chances of doing well: nil. Syllabus is 700 pages of Ear and Nose and Throat. I should be studying Tuberculosis of the larynx right now.
I had ComMed a couple of days ago, where they asked us to write essays on extremely non specific topics like 'health problems of the aged' and 'juvenile delinquency'. So yeah. I left the hall feeling extremely frustrated that day.
2. Mag: OHMYGODITSSOBEAUTIFUL!! Its pretty much put together, with a cover and everything. Gotta write my editorial still, which i will do first thing after sessionals. SV promised we'd go to the beach one afternoon and I can sit around the lighthouse watching the waves and the sunset and write me Edit *broad broad smile* He's so perfect in the way he understands me.
3. Which brings me to SV. Hmmm. We spent the day together, mostly. After clinics (Ophtho for me) we had lunch and we bought apples and oranges and custard apples and pears. And then we sat around in GD (Lib) doing ENT. Futile effort.
He constantly makes all these stupid jokes and i still havent gotten the hang of dealing with it. Sometimes i feel like my brain is going to explode from the sheer lameness of it all.
But he makes up for it. Gets me vada pav and thums up anytime i want :p He's a complete sweetheart. Like its been way past my time threshold (you know how after a certain point of time, the 'cute' things your guy does suddenly start irritating the hell out of you?) yeah, so I'm waaaay past that time threshold, and i swear to god, its impossible to stay angry at the boy!
he's not a smooth talker all the time, but BOY can he turn it on when he needs to... that coupled with total understanding of my feelings makes everything better INSTANTLY. I'm not kidding. He's perfect. In many ways.
:D
okay more later
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