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wtf, sydney
This morning it was raining and cold so I wore a jacket to my first lecture. And by the time we had our first break, mid-morning, it was so sunny I now have incredibly sunburnt shoulders. Grrrrr. English skin and Australian UV spectra were never meant to be, but when I am given some warning I can at least wear sleeves and sunscreen.
After spending quite a few weeks worrying about the start of classes/the end of my freedom/the tough slog ahead, it was a wonderful relief to sit down and be bombarded with information and think: body systems! Physiology! HOW I HAVE MISSED YOU!
Because oh yeah, I actually find this shit really interesting :D And I think I need to buy a histology textbook full of pretty pretty colour plates of cells & tissues.
I was only asked about one of my icons...
(v. disappointing, surely you're curious about at least one?)
[ss] my father had a daughter
by liminalliz - shakespearean genderfucky + phallic swords = pure win.
This icon is from the film of Twelfth Night featuring Toby Wossface as Orsino and Imogen Stubbs as Viola (& Helena Bonham Carter as Olivia), and it's Orsino and Viola-as-Cesario after a fencing session. This film does AWESOME things with the merry crossdressing hell that Cesario wreaks upon Orsino's sexuality, and Viola's impossible crush on the man she works for, and they FIGHT WITH SWORDS and come on, it's great. The keywords are from one of Viola's many HINT HINT HINT speeches:
DUKE ORSINO
There is no woman's sides
Can bide the beating of so strong a passion
As love doth give my heart; no woman's heart
So big, to hold so much; they lack retention
Alas, their love may be call'd appetite,
No motion of the liver, but the palate,
That suffer surfeit, cloyment and revolt;
But mine is all as hungry as the sea,
And can digest as much: make no compare
Between that love a woman can bear me
And that I owe Olivia.
VIOLA
Ay, but I know--
DUKE ORSINO
What dost thou know?
VIOLA
Too well what love women to men may owe:
In faith, they are as true of heart as we.
My father had a daughter loved a man,
As it might be, perhaps, were I a woman,
I should your lordship.
DUKE ORSINO
And what's her history?
VIOLA
A blank, my lord. She never told her love,
But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud,
Feed on her damask cheek: she pined in thought,
And with a green and yellow melancholy
She sat like patience on a monument,
Smiling at grief. Was not this love indeed?
We men may say more, swear more: but indeed
Our shows are more than will; for still we prove
Much in our vows, but little in our love.
DUKE ORSINO
But died thy sister of her love, my boy?
VIOLA
I am all the daughters of my father's house,
And all the brothers too
After spending quite a few weeks worrying about the start of classes/the end of my freedom/the tough slog ahead, it was a wonderful relief to sit down and be bombarded with information and think: body systems! Physiology! HOW I HAVE MISSED YOU!
Because oh yeah, I actually find this shit really interesting :D And I think I need to buy a histology textbook full of pretty pretty colour plates of cells & tissues.
I was only asked about one of my icons...
(v. disappointing, surely you're curious about at least one?)
[ss] my father had a daughter
by liminalliz - shakespearean genderfucky + phallic swords = pure win.
This icon is from the film of Twelfth Night featuring Toby Wossface as Orsino and Imogen Stubbs as Viola (& Helena Bonham Carter as Olivia), and it's Orsino and Viola-as-Cesario after a fencing session. This film does AWESOME things with the merry crossdressing hell that Cesario wreaks upon Orsino's sexuality, and Viola's impossible crush on the man she works for, and they FIGHT WITH SWORDS and come on, it's great. The keywords are from one of Viola's many HINT HINT HINT speeches:
DUKE ORSINO
There is no woman's sides
Can bide the beating of so strong a passion
As love doth give my heart; no woman's heart
So big, to hold so much; they lack retention
Alas, their love may be call'd appetite,
No motion of the liver, but the palate,
That suffer surfeit, cloyment and revolt;
But mine is all as hungry as the sea,
And can digest as much: make no compare
Between that love a woman can bear me
And that I owe Olivia.
VIOLA
Ay, but I know--
DUKE ORSINO
What dost thou know?
VIOLA
Too well what love women to men may owe:
In faith, they are as true of heart as we.
My father had a daughter loved a man,
As it might be, perhaps, were I a woman,
I should your lordship.
DUKE ORSINO
And what's her history?
VIOLA
A blank, my lord. She never told her love,
But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud,
Feed on her damask cheek: she pined in thought,
And with a green and yellow melancholy
She sat like patience on a monument,
Smiling at grief. Was not this love indeed?
We men may say more, swear more: but indeed
Our shows are more than will; for still we prove
Much in our vows, but little in our love.
DUKE ORSINO
But died thy sister of her love, my boy?
VIOLA
I am all the daughters of my father's house,
And all the brothers too
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last night i was nerdily explaining how glycolysis feeds into the kreb cycle to... oh man, there is no way to not come off as an intellectual snob in any way i describe this co-worker, lovely though she may be. anyway, she looked at me like i was a freakin' magician, and i'm just standing there thanking every being imaginable that my brain hadn't actually melted and leaked out of my ear over the break.
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But we had a fantastic lecture which just RIPPED through homeostasis and bodily thermoregulation, and if I came from a non-science background then I probably would have been sobbing into my notepad, but it was like a delicious workout for my sluggish neurophysiology knowledge.
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i honestly can not even imagine doing med school without a biology related background. even now, i seriously would not feel competent enough, but my degree is really stupidly specialised to biochem, though by mid next year i will have another anatomy and another physiology course under my belt. so maybe then. but omg, no science background, who would even DO such a thing?
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LOTS OF PEOPLE APPARENTLY? We have engineers, law students, economics students, arts students...I mean, to get a good enough GAMSAT score to get into USyd then you'd have had to pick up quite a bit of organic chem and bio, but still! Everything's been very full-on.
I envy the nurses and phsyiotherapists. They already know the clinical skills/anatomy stuff.
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you would think that, with that kind of advantage, they would be able to have some kind of fast-track through at least the initial stuff? though who knows what they have forgotten. still, unfair advantage!
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I know they like to lump everyone together because a) yeah, there are gaps in everyone's knowledge, no matter their background, and b) we do a lot of work in small groups, and it's to everyone's advantage to have some science people and some non-science people in each group.
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That makes sense. (Oh god, I can't even imagine being a nurse. Worst. Job. Ever.)
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Just in case you haven't seen it... (http://community.livejournal.com/calufrax/16667.html)