Got to use the answer ‘Pigeon fancier’s lung’ in a real life situation today. Medicine is a LOL, consultant definitely not impressed when I got the giggles.
On a rural placement at the moment, having a great time, internet a bit sketchy but there you go….
One to go. And it’s statistics. And I really don’t want to do it. Statistics has ruined my intercalated year. p <0.0001.
Why is it that it is so hard to revise after an exam? I feel like I should be finished.
MOAN MOAN MOAN MOAN.
So funny, yet so true
So that I randomly update tumblr with rubbish. Hmph. Intercalated degree fail. Let’s be honest though, dendritic cells, hardly sexy or exciting. Maybe I should write a bit of my project….hold on, that involves dendritic cells as well.
AND THIS IS MY FAVOURITE CELL. Imagine I was trying to learn B Cells or something.
Good god, I want to go back to medicine!
Standard University of Glasgow drama. It is a total scandal they money they flounder on some things; however, cuts need to be made. Not to the nursing course though, it has been there for hundreds of years and has a very good reputation. On the other hand though, there aren’t enough jobs for nurses going around…
Looks like these cuts will definitely be going ahead; The cuts to languages are superbly timed also, given Britain’s abysmal record of literacy in foreign languages.
Ugh, life just seems to get grimmer and grimmer. Recently found out, with my career choices, getting an FY1/FY2 post will be ok, speciality training and beyond….not so much.
Don’t quite know what the ‘Free Hetherington’ are going to do about it. I suggest they should probably go to class; some of us can’t afford to get kicked out of our courses and actually have to spend a vast amount of time doing work.
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In a word - yes.
YES.
I’LL BE FUCKING GREAT.
SANTA’S REAL KIDS HE’S HERE IN STOKE ON TRENT.
How do you even exist you silly adorkable thing?
Brooding.
