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Author
The author is a paranoid, deranged and cynical misanthrope who records snippets of her life so that she will remember them when she grows old
and withered. The identities of any names or initials on this blog are based on the assumptions of the reader unless otherwise specified, and the author claims no responsibility for them.
Reality
The author somehow got into medical school. Yes, you of the general public, shudder and fear the wrath of an inept doctor.
It's amazing that I'm still as sane as I was (this says a lot) since last week, given that I haven't blogged in that time span at all. Well, I was tempted to, but just didn't have the time...
There's only a week more before I descend back into hell. Of course, I'm talking about the holidays. Haven't been doing much except going on the computer though.
A piece of good news would be that all my stuff came over yesterday! Bad news? I can't get it out. The shipping company happily heeded my mum's instructions and piled everything in our backyard. Thus, most of my stuff is underneath a huge pile of stuff. Great.
Shall go off now. Sorry about cgers again, but as I've mentioned, I haven't had time to do much.
3:42 PM