Books that aren't textbooks.

rad new books i probably won't
have any time to read...

i wonder.

Hmmmm.

Note to self:

Sleep > studying into the wee hours

I miss human contact.
Weekends are lonely.
I'm emotional lately.
I find myself questioning everything
(& everyone).

And...
I often wake up thinking about epithelial tissue.

This happens to be stratified squamous
epithelium of the vagina.

studying and music.

I'll stare at this all day...

& witness awesomeness tonight!

This is hands-down one of my favourite
albums of the 2010 thus far.
I've wanted to see them live for eons!

The Flaming Lips

This concert BLEW MY MIND last night.
It literally moved me to tears.

In The Morning of the Magicians

In the morning I'd awake
and I couldn't remember:
What is love and what is hate?
The calculations error
Oh, oh, oh, what is love and what is hate?
And why does it matter?
Is it love or just a waste?
How can it matter?
Oh, oh, oh

As the dawn began to break,
I had to surrender
The universe will have its way,
too powerful to master
Oh, oh, oh,
what is love and what is hate?
And how can it matter?
Oh, oh, oh

Watch this movie...

...& prepare to be affected by it.

"Maybe it makes sense now.
Maybe somewhere in all of this there's a reason.
Maybe somewhere in all of this there's a why.
Maybe somewhere there's that thing that
lets you tie it all up with a neat bow
and bury it in the backyard.
But nothing,
not getting angry,
not prayers,
and not tears -
Nothing can make something that happened unhappen."

"There are two ways you can see the world.
You either see the sadness that's behind everything
or you choose to keep it all out."

the search is over.

When you grow tired of searching for something,
experience periods where you think you may have found it,
but end up being constantly let down...

you don't want to look anymore.

Yay!

A night out with the ladies!

I am shocked and stoked all at the same time!
Perhaps Nursing school hasn't
taken over my life entirely just yet...

nightmares.

Strange dreams sometimes make for strange mornings...

sign your card.

"When your heart can
no longer beat for you,
let it beat for someone else."

Yup...I just 'plugged' organ donation.

consumed.

all i think about these days are
chemical reactions, cell processes
& human anatomy...

...& for the most part,
i couldn't be happier.

sand.

at the lake...

zero sleep. zero make-up.

I probably won't have the time to post
many blogs 'cause more often than not
my nose is buried in a textbook.

I ♥ school!