The first thing that popped into my mind this morning was the Gibbs free energy equation.
I literally opened my eyes and before I could think,
"ahh...it's a new day...I'm going to make myself a coffee..."
I thought:
"Shit! Is it spontaneous if the answer is negative or positive, and what is it if the S is negative and the H is positive?"
This is no way to start the day.
I haven't even cracked biology yet. Exam is a week away tomorrow. Oh. Crap. Make. It. Stop.
Is that a funeral march I hear??
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Funeral marches are on the MCATs, too? It is a good thing I never seriously wanted to be a doctor. Imagine having to learn some New Orleans jazz, because that would be the only kind of funeral march that would interest me.
Above is march I was refering to.
:)
One of my favorite poems. Thought I'd post it instead of writing about the tenuous grip on sanity I feel I have right now.
Enjoy! Best read with some classical piano, Bach or something...anything in a minor key playing in the background.
I had nightmares about being scutted for about a week straight. I'd wake up and get ready to go do whatever scut it was that I had to do, and then I'd realize that I was in my room and none of my residents were there. It was bad.
Ughghghhh...I hate workmares/scutmares/schoolmares.
The worst is that for me they always seem to be a loop that keeps replaying, and I can't get a new 'mare' going.
Nothing like 'being' at the hospital during your 5 hours of sleep!
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