Aerosol carinogens et al

I've found myself unexpectedly busy this past week, with barely enough time or sleep. I'm not sure why... Trying to make the most of the day by studying whenever I can, and then, once I get home, working on various non-study related stuff. Sometimes I forget that I actually am involved with other things -- I keep signing up or voluntaring to do things because I think I have the time when... I don't really.

Don't get me wrong, I'm not complaining. I know there are a lot of people out there who do so much more, plus, I enjoy everything I do. It's just caught me off guard this week, that's all.

Last night I went out with a friend for dinner and a movie which was so much fun. One of the few people I've remained in touch with from my high school days (although, we didn't actually go to the same high school; we knew each other through a mutual friend who moved to Canberra a few years ago). Anyways, it was great seeing her and how great she's doing. She really is thriving in university, academically, and I'm really proud of her. I have so much respect and awe for people who aren't necessarily born extra smart or talented but who work their butts off to reach that same level as others who have, to various degress, 'genetics' on their side and take it for granted. She's double majoring in English and Film (hoping to get into journalism) as well as working at the movie theatre part-time (free movies for me!!) so she's incredibly busy -- we have that in common. I got some good book recommendations, as well as a promise that in a couple years when I'm studying for OSCEs she'll act out various patient scenarios for me! Her theatre background made use of!!

We watched Hairspray, and it was AWESOME. Hahaha... My face was literally sore from the ginormous grin I had plastered on my face from beginning to end! Sometimes a little cheesiness and wholesome goodness goes a long way, especially in the world we live in today. To just forget about your day and enjoy a world where good always wins out in the end over bad. The plot was so incredibly lovely and inspirational as well. If I ever build a time machine, without a doubt I'd want to go back to America during the 60s: civil rights, women's rights, NASA, JFK, the first heart transplant performed... it really was a period of hope.