Most people seem to be starting their recent blogs with one particular phrase, so I shall follow suit: I’m still alive. Holidays began and things were happening.
Easter Tour happened and we paddled some rivers faffed around in France with canoe club, but this will be described in a separate rant.
I also visited my family back home, as most people do. Home being the one in England and not the one that involves flying away. I saw my sister and dog, aka the two best small creatures. My friend also took me to The Hobbit, where many hours of playing Articulate ensued.
Revision is going well terrible ok. I still expect to fail my exams, but at least not with 0%. I made a new revision planner (because the previous one was not effective enough), this is a bit like when I download stuff and there is this progress bar and it slowly fills and… well, you get the idea. Except that this one down here, it fills VERY slowly…
Th/theoretical part, Ps/problem sheets, Pp/past papers, the little stars are indicators of percentage towards final mark
I also found out that the study rooms are amazing. Seriously, they are so awesome.
This past month has been, to say the least, interesting. Nearly everyone has left Woodward hall for the Easter holidays. I find that I need quiet to focus, so I made the call to stay in Woodward during the weekdays, and go home at the weekend, for the sake of the revision I need to do.
What I did not realise is how quiet it would be. For the first couple of weeks, I hardly saw anyone. I usually enjoy a bit of peace and quiet – a bit of my own company and mine alone. However, it seems that I like it as a brief refresher for when everything becomes very loud and busy, like a sorbet between meals, or a glass of milk between bites of a Vindaloo.
I was recently challenged by hope. I spent some time sat in an oncology clinic. This is everything to do with cancer. For the majority of patients this meant planning treatment for full recovery, but for a few I saw them at a stage where treatment as a cure had failed.
I was challenged by the hope that many of these patients had in difficult situations. For some this hope came from searching medical papers for a cure or entering into clinical trials for new treatments. For others this hope arose from homeopathic medicines and herbal remedy treatments. Regardless of the cause, the drive to chase and hold onto the hope they had was overwhelming.
Greeting dear readers! I’m still alive, although apologies to the Student Bloggers Team for having gone AWOL in recent weeks. The end of term was hectic to say the least! I am currently back home, enjoying some quality time with the family before slogging it back to London to complete my final term at Imperial. It’s only mildly terrifying. So what am I up to with my holidays?
Well I spent Easter weekend in London as I’d signed up to teach Sunday school that week at church. It was super fun to teach the story of Jesus’s resurection to the children at church and we had a great time eating chocolate eggs, making pictures and talking about why the resurection is so exciting for us as Christians.
Where should I start?… So here is this 1-month spring break, and your only task is to study-study-study. And you are supposed to be super-motivated, because you are an Imperial student and exams are coming and whatever. Well, let’s see how it is going so far. (Spoiler: terrible…)
The holiday started on the 24th March, Thursday. I decided to give myself a couple of days off after that horrible last two weeks with all those deadlines and rig building. I went home on Friday (Home, as in where my family lives, which is actually 15 mins from Woodward… Seriously, I can almost see their flat from my kitchen) because they have croissant and I don’t.
So this week was a week of results. Imperial released our final year exam results and we were told our final allocations for jobs for the next two years.
Talk about a roller coaster ride: two big pieces of news hours apart, coupled with limited internet access had my adrenaline levels hitting maximum and my heart most definitely pumping on all chambers.
So the good news first: I have passed finals!
What a relief! After many years of hard work it is a huge relief to have overcome the final hurdle, and even more of a relief to know I am safe and competent to start work.
So ironic. I honestly cannot believe the amount of times I have come down with something this year as a clinical student. Maybe it is to do with picking stuff up at hospitals, or perhaps it is due to my increase in trips to the dodgy takeaway places this year. Either way, I am not doing too well at the moment and it is SOOOOO FRUSTRATING.
I have had this minor cough for a few weeks, then on Monday morning I woke up ready for uni but I couldn’t speak. My throat was so swollen ( I actually cried because I couldn’t talk…that’s bad.).