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End of exams.

i don't feel much about the end of exams actually-

i guess that is a signal that perhaps i didn't work hard enough and build up the hunger for relaxation while mugging, hence i don't feel the surge of relief. Ah- i miss that feeling much actually. next sem will be a better sem. YES IT WILL BE.

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Preceptorship will commence on the coming Monday. I am rather excited about it, and I look forward to a time of learning and actually applying the knowledge that i have learnt in school. I believe if you ever meet a pharmer undergrad, you will hear the same unanimous complain about how there doesn't seem to be a meaning in doing what we are doing. How it feels like we are simply dead memorising the cold, hard, facts. How we all disagree with the system and feel that university education should be about thinking- and how it's been a long time since we last did more of that. For me, the curriculum has honestly entrenched certain doubts in this career path that i have chosen. But no, I haven't given up all hopes on this line yet. Hence, i hope that this preceptorship will shed some motivation and light on what we are all working so hard for.

Random thought: it will surprise you, the things you can do when you know what you are fighting for.


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i just had an intense mental battle with myself over the random following:
*recalling an early conversation about not wasting food*
*mentally enacts self, nagging that we shouldn't waste food*

me: "just think about all the starving children in Ethiopia"
me: "Ethiopia~ hmm, well said. but it's not like this food will be flown to Ethiopia after this."
(i just realise how flawed the above line is)
me: "no it won't... but i brought up the example to show that we must not waste food for the simple fact that we should honour the importance of food."get food.
me: "The main problem why Ethiopia is not getting food, is because they do not have access to these. it's because of their mindset. Hououring the sanctity of food wont help.

im typing rubbish!

complete later. =.=

Comments

Joshua (ジョシュア） said…
I saw your comment on one of my blog post two months ago and, I did smile :) So silly but meaningful and it was quietly sitting there under my nose. Just what you do sometimes, almost, adorable.

And if you suspected that I looked up the dictionary before using that word, you might know me better than I thought.
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