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10 - PPL final
11 - dave's birthday
16 - pharmaceutics final
19 - pharmaceutical practice final
23 - therapeutics ORAL exam (yikes)
25 - ames' birthday!!!
26 - toxicology final


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1 - mom's birthday
2 - pharmacology final
4 - phm analysis final
5 - parents leave for trip
7 - med chem final
10 - patho final
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name : tiffany
faith : christian.
nationality : cbc.
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living in : toronto.
school / major : UT / pharmacy


.: my stats, as of 11/05/06 :.

mood : tired.
likes : my friends. bunnies fronting as pillows. keeners.
dislikes : exams. lack of sleep. keeners.
wishlist : "connections".
current distractions : dexter, top model, heroes.
wondering : hmmm, is it too late for me re-learn study habits?




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Thursday, November 30, 2006

i started this post a month ago in response to d_c's blog entry on dreams and never got around to finishing it due to exams. :s


when i was younger, i used to think i didn't dream at all.

this notion was challenged in 8th grade when i did my project on dreams in mrs. boyce's class, but it still remains that i rarely remember my dreams. most of the time, my mind will just think oddly strange thoughts until i fall asleep or zone out (depending on my locale: in bed or in class). occasionally, this foray into the unfathomable recesses of my brain will exhibit in some truly weird dream - like that time i dreamt that wayne and garth (from wayne's world) were bill cosby jello wigglers commercial jiggly watermelons (with appropriate coloured wigs) who were trying to defeat an evil guitar - but usually i just wake up with no recollection of my REM cycles.

the one exception, however, is this dream where i'm being chased by zombies through a dank high school basement/boiler-room or darkened, semi-abandoned town. the locale must have been influenced by too much buffy b/c mci never had a basement, much less one that resembled a labyrinth full of pipes. these dreams usually feature a rotating roster of regulars - usually friends from mci or church - so i guess in that respect it's nice, since i always get to see loved ones. it's actually never quite a nightmare b/c nobody really gets hurt (that i notice) and the zombies, though persistent, are not very bright. it's not a scary dream at all. the problem, however, is their persistence - *that* is what makes the dream unpleasant. there's no violence or eating of the brains or anything remotely gory or horror-filled, it's just crouching and hiding and escaping over and over again. no matter how hard i try to manipulate the dream, it's just chasing with no end in sight. you're trapped in this endless cycle and it wears you down.

needless to say, i don't wake up refreshed the following morning. :p

posted @ 1:07:00 a.m.

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