I was just catching up on my daily (read: hourly) dose of Camelot and witnessed Igraine, Arthur's mother, being raped. It was potentially the most horrific thing I've ever seen. This is why I can't watch Pulp Fiction because I just know what's coming and want to barf everywhere.
J
About Me
- Junaberry
- I'm a student from Australia who used to have a lot of time on her hands but doesn't have that much anymore. Now she has other stuff on her hands.
Friday, September 30, 2011
Lymph Nodes
I decided lymph nodes are my favourite part of the body. Which is funny because they're not really a "part" as there are so many. I love lymph nodes for several reasons. I'll share them with you here:
1. They're adorable. They're like tiny little cream coloured jellybeans. Little cute things the size of my thumb nail.
2. They're the least disgusting part of the body. Okay, maybe I exaggerate. They're probably on par with kidneys. But cute kidneys. Not grotsky mangled ones. Nicely shaped ones that actually look like the beans.
3. Looking for them is like playing an (easy) game of Where's Wally. There's so many of them and they're usually pretty easy to find. They're probably the only body tissue I can easily identify. When I spot one, it's like coming home.
4. They protect me from infection. YEAH. LYMPH NODES.
5. Once, the tutor asked me a question about them and I ANSWERED CORRECTLY. This was basically the only and first time I've ever answered a question about bio correctly. I was so impressed with myself. I think the question was, "What is this?"
6. You can feel them from the outside. Which is awesome. I wonder if I could feel one so hard I could pulverise it with my fingers. 'Cos I'm like the hulk.
There's my 6 reasons (and counting) for lymph nodes being my favourite part of the body.
These ones are saying: HI! We're the 2 lymph nodes with the best real estate in the body!
J
1. They're adorable. They're like tiny little cream coloured jellybeans. Little cute things the size of my thumb nail.
2. They're the least disgusting part of the body. Okay, maybe I exaggerate. They're probably on par with kidneys. But cute kidneys. Not grotsky mangled ones. Nicely shaped ones that actually look like the beans.
3. Looking for them is like playing an (easy) game of Where's Wally. There's so many of them and they're usually pretty easy to find. They're probably the only body tissue I can easily identify. When I spot one, it's like coming home.
4. They protect me from infection. YEAH. LYMPH NODES.
5. Once, the tutor asked me a question about them and I ANSWERED CORRECTLY. This was basically the only and first time I've ever answered a question about bio correctly. I was so impressed with myself. I think the question was, "What is this?"
6. You can feel them from the outside. Which is awesome. I wonder if I could feel one so hard I could pulverise it with my fingers. 'Cos I'm like the hulk.
There's my 6 reasons (and counting) for lymph nodes being my favourite part of the body.
These ones are saying: HI! We're the 2 lymph nodes with the best real estate in the body!
J
Thursday, September 29, 2011
Birds & Bees
I just realized how stupid my latest blog posts have been. Really short, stupid comments about shit all. I want to write something serious or funny but there's nothing interesting going on in my life right now.
A bird flew into my window this morning. I looked outside when I heard the noise and the poor thing was just sitting on the ground. The thing is, when birds fly into windows they don't look stunned even though they probably are. They don't even look confused. They just look like they're chilling on the ground. Which kind of is adorable because it's like they're trying not to appear embarrassed because they just flew into a window, you see. When I got to the window the bird tried to fly away because obviously my face is so offensive and terrifying for the creature. But it was still kind of stunned so it just flapped around a bit then landed in a garden bed and I lost sight of it. I hope it's okay.
Enthralling right? I know. I got my license yesterday. Off to do some burnouts.
J
A bird flew into my window this morning. I looked outside when I heard the noise and the poor thing was just sitting on the ground. The thing is, when birds fly into windows they don't look stunned even though they probably are. They don't even look confused. They just look like they're chilling on the ground. Which kind of is adorable because it's like they're trying not to appear embarrassed because they just flew into a window, you see. When I got to the window the bird tried to fly away because obviously my face is so offensive and terrifying for the creature. But it was still kind of stunned so it just flapped around a bit then landed in a garden bed and I lost sight of it. I hope it's okay.
Enthralling right? I know. I got my license yesterday. Off to do some burnouts.
J
Wednesday, September 28, 2011
I Need Help
I need new clothes desperately. I've been wearing the exact same clothes for the last nine months. It's terrific.
Also, I think that $2 Ruby Shoes nail polish I bought is making my nails disgusting. They're really brittle now and keep breaking. It's horrible.
J
Also, I think that $2 Ruby Shoes nail polish I bought is making my nails disgusting. They're really brittle now and keep breaking. It's horrible.
J
Modesty is the Best Policy
Sure, honesty is good and all but I think modesty is important too. Take, for example, two sixth year medical students I recently encountered. The first is my NS physiology demonstrator. The second is Big Dickhead, the person who chaperoned us at Freo Hospital for our cardiovascular ward visit. Two very different people.
I like my NS physiology demonstrator. A lot. He's helpful, he's polite, he marks our work very timely. He has no airs or graces about him and always answers any questions we have willingly. When he noticed we all got a question wrong in our lab reports he actually went around to each group individually and explained it to them.
I hated my hospital chaperone. What a fucking asshole. The first thing he said to us? "If you have any questions about sixth year or WAMMS come talk to me. I'm VP of WAMMS." Holy shit. Over and over again, "I'm VP of WAMMS." When someone forgot his title and called him secretary or something to that effect he very quickly said, "NO, VP."
I know he was judging me when I couldn't answer one of the doctor's question. When someone did actually ask a question about sixth year he spoke condescendingly, about how he's never failed a unit, about how important it is to do extracurricular stuff like him, how he's so good at time management blah blah blah. Fuck that shit.
On the other hand, my NS physiology demonstrator, when asked about sixth year, was a complete sweetheart about it. There was no condescension. It was like he was just having a chat with them rather than speaking as the older, more experienced one.
If I had a question about sixth year I would not go to Big Dickhead. I would go to my lab demonstrator. Big Dickhead would probably say, "Pfft, don't worry about it. You probably won't even get to sixth year."
J
I like my NS physiology demonstrator. A lot. He's helpful, he's polite, he marks our work very timely. He has no airs or graces about him and always answers any questions we have willingly. When he noticed we all got a question wrong in our lab reports he actually went around to each group individually and explained it to them.
I hated my hospital chaperone. What a fucking asshole. The first thing he said to us? "If you have any questions about sixth year or WAMMS come talk to me. I'm VP of WAMMS." Holy shit. Over and over again, "I'm VP of WAMMS." When someone forgot his title and called him secretary or something to that effect he very quickly said, "NO, VP."
I know he was judging me when I couldn't answer one of the doctor's question. When someone did actually ask a question about sixth year he spoke condescendingly, about how he's never failed a unit, about how important it is to do extracurricular stuff like him, how he's so good at time management blah blah blah. Fuck that shit.
On the other hand, my NS physiology demonstrator, when asked about sixth year, was a complete sweetheart about it. There was no condescension. It was like he was just having a chat with them rather than speaking as the older, more experienced one.
If I had a question about sixth year I would not go to Big Dickhead. I would go to my lab demonstrator. Big Dickhead would probably say, "Pfft, don't worry about it. You probably won't even get to sixth year."
J
Tuesday, September 27, 2011
Are Yao Yao Ming?
Okay, so it might have been the Blueberry Heaven pancakes I had this morning but I swear to you that there's a guy that looks exactly like Yao Ming sitting on the ground floor of Reid Library. I've been trying to find excuses to look around (he's sitting 25m behind me) and sneak a peek. It's difficult but I'm getting there. He's even wearing a sweatshirt that makes him look all athletic and shit.
J
J
Monday, September 26, 2011
Taylor Swift - "Superman"
This is so on point (I don't know who I am anymore...). Off to watch more Camelot now...
J
True Blood
Holy shit. True Blood is flipping awesome. I'm only five minutes into the first episode. Even the intro is awesome. There's like... strippers and shit.
Oh and yeah, I'm studying...
J
Oh and yeah, I'm studying...
J
When's Lunch?
I was devastated to learn that Camelot is only a 10 episode miniseries. I shouldn't be surprised with the great actors they pulled in for it though. Eva Green/Vesper Lynd, Tamsin Egerton/Princess Eleanora (SIR GADABOUT), Sinead Cusack/Mother Thornton ("A girl's love is like a puff of smoke...").
It got me thinking about another great British TV series... Robin Hood. I watched the first two seasons but when they killed Maid Marion, I was all, "Bitch please," and peaced out. Because who is Robin Hood without his Maid Marion? And it was really difficult to NOT sympathize with Guy of Gisborne given he was played by the majestic Richard Armitage/John Thornton. Is that guy ever not sexy? Seriously. His nose is sexy. There's this one scene towards the end of North & South where John Thornton is sleeping on his desk because he's been working there all night. He's pushed his shirtsleeves up to his elbows. Never have I seen a more majestic pair of forearms.
Okay, back to study.
Kisses.
J
It got me thinking about another great British TV series... Robin Hood. I watched the first two seasons but when they killed Maid Marion, I was all, "Bitch please," and peaced out. Because who is Robin Hood without his Maid Marion? And it was really difficult to NOT sympathize with Guy of Gisborne given he was played by the majestic Richard Armitage/John Thornton. Is that guy ever not sexy? Seriously. His nose is sexy. There's this one scene towards the end of North & South where John Thornton is sleeping on his desk because he's been working there all night. He's pushed his shirtsleeves up to his elbows. Never have I seen a more majestic pair of forearms.
Okay, back to study.
Kisses.
J
She Dumb
Oh my God... Guinivere is so fucking dumb. So, what do you do when you're swimming on the beach nekkid/half-dressed and you see a perv perving on you? Naturally, run up to them, shove them to the ground, climb on top of them and threaten them with a dagger of course!
Good God.
J
Good God.
J
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