the way dreams have of sticking to the soul
I have a bag of salted pistachios, some peach Zappos, a pile of teabags and an iPod full of musicals to tap my feet to. AND I UNDERSTAND THE BASAL GANGLIA. I'm tempted to scan in a page of my study-notes so you can all see just how close I am to achieving the traditional illegibility of the medical professional.
Now to memorise pages of neuropharmacology. Bromocriptine amantadine levodopa/carbidopa selegiline benztropine blah blah sodding blah, and those are just the ones for Parkinson's. Someone needs to characterise the personality of the average medical student; I think it'd be a fascinating mixture of obsessive personality trait, Type A, and just a touch of masochism.
Somewhat to my own surprise, however, I am becoming progressively more certain that I'm on the right career path.
Now to memorise pages of neuropharmacology. Bromocriptine amantadine levodopa/carbidopa selegiline benztropine blah blah sodding blah, and those are just the ones for Parkinson's. Someone needs to characterise the personality of the average medical student; I think it'd be a fascinating mixture of obsessive personality trait, Type A, and just a touch of masochism.
Somewhat to my own surprise, however, I am becoming progressively more certain that I'm on the right career path.

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Somewhat to my own surprise, however, I am becoming progressively more certain that I'm on the right career path.
<3! That's good to hear.
I am progressively certain that I am NOT. Which is, to be fair, what I was hoping to prove by taking this job. Ten points to me.
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I am destined to never have a fixed social network
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And I will be returning to Sydney in October of 2011 to start my pre-internship, and then (fingers crossed) sticking around indefinitely.
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At the same time, I don't really think I have the disposition for memorizing the neuropercolation levels of adamantium bromide. At least, not for more than 5 minutes.
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Though I will admit, deep down, there is a certain small hint of intolerable smugness behind some of my more adventurous posts.
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Nice feeling, isn't it.
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On the upside, all those random rants I do on my LJ about copyright and fan-works etc.? I now get to publish one, w00t.
(Trying to lure motivation back with the thought that after Monday I am literally done with academia for the rest of my life).
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But to be honest, the first songs I ever memorised were probably from Les Mis or by the Seekers.
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But wow, never pegged you as being in a choir. Oh the surprises, they keep coming!