Tempus Fugit

Time Flies…

   Jul 05

Fiat Lux!

Fiat Lux – let there be light. And there was light. And the light was good.

But first things first.

The day did not begin with a bang. I suspect it began with a snort as I awoke to the godawful sound of my many alarms – strategically placed in assorted hiding spots in the room. It still didn’t stop me cursing them, finding them and then hitting the snooze buttons.

Ten minutes later the process repeated itstelf.

An hour later I had hit the snooze buttons six times and was awake enough to be cranky about being awake. And it was cold. And it was in Nam. So I cracked the shits with the alarm clocks, turned them off and promptly slept until midday. Ahhh the life of a student.

At the far more acceptable hour that I arose some time later, I brewed some espresso from some freshly ground beans, made a fresh fruit smoothy and began to feel more human. My mood was short-lived however. Upon arriving at the Emergency Department where I am scheduled to spend a week, I discovered that the person I was supposed to find, was not in today and I got the distinct impression that I was seen as an annoying burden rather than a fresh-faced impressionable and malleable medical student keen to be caressed intellectually into being a competent professional.

I took the hint, went to the free drug-company sponsored lunch, then spent a good hour or two bitching with Beth about the inability of the university or the state health department to be able to effectively organise themselves out of a wet paper bag.

In a further defiant effort I hightailed it back to Brisvegas. Feeling in a bad mood about many things I moped at the maternal residence until I was able to catch up with the ever tolerant and soothing Immah.

It was only at this time that my day became noteworthy. Noteworthy because whilst sipping on an Italian hot chocolate at La Dolce Vita, it was revealed to me that a certain conversation had transpired with the year co-ordinator during which it was strongly suggested that as the school was phasing out final-year exams after this year, and due to budgetry limitations, it would be highly unlikely that any new exam questions would be developed. Furthermore it was highly recommended that it would be in our best interests to study the 2004 past papers as a good starting point for revision (**HINT HINT NUDGE NUDGE NUDGE**).

Fiat lux! Let there be light. I can see a glimmer of hope. There is a chance I may survive and exit unscathed (or perhaps only partially scathed) from the next 85 days. I can finally see a chink in the armour of the evil exam dragon that has been hovering above my head like a vengeful storm cloud hell-bent on raining on my parade.

So to celebrate I went to open-mic at O’Leary’s with Janah, Bas and Patrick. Very enjoyable. Certainly good motivation to learn the guitar and further polish my singing. There were some very talented people there.

Not a bad end to a day that began in a bad way.

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