Monthly Archives: June 2012

Study With Me, Please

Since I am busy studying for my last official final test of the semester, I thought I would share with you all a day in the life. I’d be lying if I said I was studying this material now; this is all from last week. It doesn’t really matter, though, as this is my general thought process for studying. Scary, huh?

This is about as close as I get to “making art” anymore, which is probably why I am so darn proud of my immunology poster. Well, that and it is clever, witty, and, of course, brilliant. I laughed too, so it’s all good. As a side note, why don’t they have a text that is indicative of sarcasm? Get on it typographers. My blog would seem a lot less arrogant and a lot more funny with this feature. Probably.

I bet you didn’t think you were going to learn much today while casually browsing the lovely WordPress world. I sure tricked you! You now know how macrophages pick up antigens, interactions between macrophages and naive T helper cells, conversion of B-cells to plasma cells, along with the function of plasma cells, and the role of memory cells. It really is that simple.

Hang in there, though, because there is a lot more to learn!


Posted by on June 14, 2012 in Photographic Memory


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Born To Be Wild

Get your motor runnin’
Head out on the highway
Lookin’ for adventure
And whatever comes our way
Yeah Darlin’ go make it happen
Take the world in a love embrace
Fire all of your guns at once
And explode into space

I like smoke and lightning
Heavy metal thunder
Racin’ with the wind
And the feelin’ that I’m under
Yeah Darlin’ go make it happen
Take the world in a love embrace
Fire all of your guns at once
And explode into space

Like a true nature’s child
We were born, born to be wild
We can climb so high
I never want to die

Born to be wild
Born to be wild


(Riding around in this probably added to the feeling of rebellion this weekend.)


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Graffiti Graveyard

Welcome to Graffiti Graveyard.

If you were to find this mysterious place, you would have to tip-toe across a ledge, jump some rocks, and climb up a shotty kind-of-ladder, and jump the remainder of the 5′ wall. Then welcome to Graffiti Graveyard, a one mile stretch under the interstate covered in artwork ranging from obviously amateurs to pretty darn legit looking stuff.

Now, rumor has it that it is illegal to even visit this location. I’m not sure if this is fact or just college rumor, but I am guessing it is at least illegal to tag public property. I’m going to carry out the thought that it is I was rebellious and doing something highly illegal.

To be clear, I did not deface public property. Instead, my camera and I fell in love with all the gorgeous colors, thoughts, and designs. This is the first time I’ve explored my camera’s panoramic feature, and I have to say I am quite impressed with its simplicity.

Guaranteed, I will be back to get more pictures. Especially since the scenery is continually changing.


Posted by on June 12, 2012 in Photographic Memory


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Sneaky Peak

This weekend was a rebellious weekend, and I’ve added a sneak-y peak as to why. I don’t have much time today to stop and chat, so you will all have to just live with what you are given. Suspense, if you want to call it that.


Posted by on June 11, 2012 in My Inspiration and Motivation


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To The Real Weekends

With Immunology, Hematology, and Oncology out of the way, I am sure to catch up on sleep, a social life, exercise, and house cleaning. That is, until Monday when we complete our last week of Social and Behavioural Medicine. I have noticed that somewhere in the past six weeks, summer has snuck up on me while I have been hiding away in a dark corner of this med school. I’m crossing my fingers that the weather will cooperate this weekend and next week so I can go fill my camera, once again, with all the beautiful things in God’s Country up here. Until then, you will continue to see glimpses of flowers from the botanical garden.


Posted by on June 8, 2012 in Photographic Memory


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Free Time & Death


Oh goodness, this is from a long time ago already. When I used to have time, I would do self mini-photo shoots around the house to waste time. This is the product of one. (Obviously, or I likely wouldn’t be telling you this story right now.) I know retrospectively that I over bleached and over saturated it… However, I still am fascinated with the concept of the picture. If I remember right, I was inspired by the episode of America’s Next Top Model where they did beautiful dead pictures. Combine that with a recently ended relationship of over two years and some free time, and voila!

Plus it reminds me of that crumby old apartment with the gorgeous gold claw foot tub I picked out all by myself. Gosh, I sure do miss that place in all of its terrible glory.

P.S. I love that WordPress is suggesting I add a link to “free time.” I mean, I know it was something most people don’t have, but I didn’t realize it was something I needed to link a definition to. Thanks for the suggestion, mastermind behind the site.


Posted by on June 7, 2012 in Photographic Memory


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Fallen Castles

If I tell you nothing else, I want you to know this: I will love you until tomorrow. Today was hard. Today was not worth fighting for. Today I am broken down, exhausted, and falling down, as though someone grabbed my core and shook me until I was no more than cement ruins of the castle that once stood where I stand now. Tomorrow it may rain down on this once-was-castle, but I’ve always said I love the rain. I’ve always said I love you more than the rain. But rain falls and sunshine dries it up like the perfect antagonist would. Tomorrow may have rays of sun shine down like a spotlight on this once-was-castle, but I’ve always said I love the sun. And I’ve always said I love you more than the sun. But the sunshine is so easily blocked by the rumbling of black rain clouds, the perfect antagonist. You and I both know that today was a hard day. And though I may not love you today, I can promise you this: I will love you until tomorrow.


Posted by on June 4, 2012 in My "Love" Life, Snippets of Life


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