Apoptosis: when cells go Kamikaze.

This has officially been the longest week of my life. Not in a bad way, just in a very, very busy way. So busy I've hardly had time to think about home/Archie/depressing things, and that is the way it should be, so all is good in a stressed-out way :) I shall revert to bullet points as I can't remember this stuff in any kind of order.
Oh, before I forget, bizarre moment as I walked out of the Student Union shop today, and overheard a snippet of conversation between a man and woman stood outside.
Woman: '....positron emission tomography.'
Man: *Giggles*

Yes... I didn't know what to make of it either. ANYWAY, back to my list:

• Dissection. We became...'acquainted' with our cadaver on Tuesday. We were studying the pectoral muscles- the dissection itself went fine, and was all incredibly interesting. I even coped fine with washing the bits of dead-person off my scalpel at the end.  It was only later that evening when I was about to take a bite of food that I thought, 'We peeled off the guy's chest'. And at the same time detected the very faint, imagined smell of latex/death on my fingers. Let's just say that sandwich never really got to encounter my digestive system.

• Had a nightmare that night- not actually about dissection, but I've never had dreams about things that happen during the day, so I felt it worth documenting. In my dream, Bursitis (painful inflammation at joint, usually in elbow/knee) was actually a disease that dehydrated sufferers to death (ie diabetes in the olden days), and many people I knew suddenly came down with it and despite me offering water, wouldn't drink anything :| Horrendous. I woke up at 4 and realised that this was the utter lowest of lows: medicine, as well as being all I could think about, had now breached my subconscious. I mean, if I was going to have medical dreams, the diseases could at least have been correct and then I'd have been getting some revision out of it. Dayyamn.

• We've had some pretty bloody pointless lectures. And I'm having trouble staying awake during the more important ones. Well, if they WILL insist on having them at 9am, no amount of caffeine overdose will keep me awake ¬_¬ 

• During an extensive work session, Jamie read 'Manubrio-Sternal joint' as 'Mandasubrial joint' in a moment of epic dyslexia. It shall henceforth be referred to as the Mandasubrial joint.

• We dissected a heart on Wednesday. Well, my group did. I stood back because I felt very flu-y and didn't want to upchuck on the cadaver we'd be using for the rest of this year.

• I have not purchased Mass Effect 2. 

• I bought a penguin poster for my room!

• Apparently I have another penguin poster, but it's currently sat in Heckmondwike...Dammit.

• Work, gruesomeness aside, is actually really rather fun, and all clinical, and feels much more like medicine :D I am enjoying this whilst I still can :|

• I must be one of the only people on Earth not to have seen Avatar yet. There are tribes in the Amazon who dream of Pandora, and yet I just can't be bothered.

• I am missing certain people of Wolverhampton, and their baby bear addition to the family *Sigh*.

• One Republic's 'All the right moves' and 'Secrets' are awesome.

Gawd, well if you got this far, I applaud your committment, really. Naturally I'll have left out some major piece of life-changing information, but it's all good. Now I'm going to go re-read Chuck Palahniuk books, starting with Diary/Fight Club. It feels GOOD having time to read :D
Over and out.