sharing the pain

[fahye]

Sooooo boooooooored. Not even eating caramel Kit-Kats and wearing my bracelet that looks like a chain of decapitated robot heads (no, srsly) can rescue me from how crushingly bored I am.

Icon because the current flavour of my boredom is: anatomy study.

Plan for this afternoon: cardiology study. Oncology study. Followed by likely rebellion of brain and burying of self in The Quiet Girl, which I have had sitting around for almost two years at this point; ridiculous considering that Høeg is one of my favourite authors.

Tell me about YOUR day. What's been good? What's been disappointing? What are you looking forward to?

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[inknose.livejournal.com]

Today was a fairly good day. It's chilly here in New York, but I like it. I worked on drawing homework all day. I feel you pain because I had to sit through an EXCRUCIATINGLY BORING literature class - the professor seems to be under the impression that we are all five and have never been called upon to write essays before in our lives. Since there was no reason whatsoever for me to pay attention, I instead opened a gmail chat window and sent my friend a spontaneous Merlin AU fanfiction in which they all... go to art school in New York City.

So yeah. I hope this tidbit brings you some amusement. XD

[schiarire.livejournal.com]

I learned the word for "revolution" in Arabic. From now on I will use it in e.v.e.r.y. sentence.

[fahye.livejournal.com]

Take your fandom to work is always the best game! One day I will revisit my actually-quite-well-planned-out medical school AU. You should do little scribbles of the characters; I'm sure Arthur wears a very pretentious Art Student scarf :D

[fahye.livejournal.com]

My only surprise is that you didn't learn it sooner, Cosmas!

[highlyeccentric.livejournal.com]

I saw my shrink. Gave her the shock of her life, since she hasn't seen me since I decided to go back to uni. I'm feeling pretty damn good about life in the big picture at the moment. And motivated to get the here-and-now under control as well.

I sent a very dear friend a Declaration that Needed To Be Declared, and I feel very proud of myself for declaring it, and am of the opinion that Keladry of Mindelan would approve.* On the other hand, I followed it up with OTHER emotional emails and, er, gave her hysterics the night before her last exam, and she will probably have hysterics AGAIN when she reads her email, because I don't know when to shut up.

Also I successfully transported faeces samples to the pathology people, isn't that charming.

And now I have to finish writing a paper on aged care.

* That's a Tamora Pierce reference, if you're unfamiliar with it.

[inknose.livejournal.com]

Definitely :P (but of course Merlin still wears his awkward kerchief, because if you take that away, well then... it just isn't Merlin, is it?)
...aand now I see my friend has been continuing it in my absence. Lancelot has just made an appearance as a nude model. What a lovely end to my day.

[schiarire.livejournal.com]

Well it's ASSIGNED VOCABULARY, that's DIFFERENT.

[twoskeletons.livejournal.com]

I am looking forward to getting on a bus to Massachusetts and celebrating my favorite adopted holiday based on historical untruths, Thanksgiving. In fact, I should probably get a move on.

I AM COMING FOR YOU, TURKEY DINNER.

[dr-biscuit.livejournal.com]

Today I didn't get to do an LP. Again. In the last 3 work days there's been 5 to do, and the registrar has allocated my interns 2 each, himself 1 and me NONE. Not even offered. This in some way has come to resemble in my mind the ways that he is fail and the problems with how he treats me. And this is something I need to get over.

Today I *did* get to make a lovely sad lady with COPD happy by phoning her daughter (which she was too breathless to do) who lives across the Atlantic, and made them both feel better, and ferried verbal hugs between them, which was kind of lovely.

And I finally finished re-watching Fellowship of the Ring (which I hadn't done since seeing at the movies) and really liked it, because all the things that were disappointing were at least no longer surprising, and all the pretty things were still pretty.

Now it's bed tiem.