繼上次老包找我, 毛毛 (不是現在班上的毛毛… ^^a), 去師大找慧娟和叔穎後, 他便積極的聯絡今天的同學會, 我原本和詠晴約好要一起搭捷運過去, 不過他臨時有事, 而我家教也有點超過時間, 所以我乾脆再一次騎車過去師大. Keep Reading

理論上今天是學期的最後一天, 考完 GOSCE 後就可以好好的享受這最後的暑假, 但我的心態卻不是這樣, 早在兩天前考完 INF 後, 就已無心準備 GOSCE. 整天麻木的過著, 想玩也不敢, 想唸書也唸不下, 其實這種心情是最難熬的.

我們小組約好了星期五的下午開始討論, 我被分配到的是 ORTHO 2 的 case,病人脖子痛, 兩手麻, 後來下背痛. 我不知道要怎麼準備起, 加上心情也沒有調適好, 感覺混混的就交差了事, 在勒給其他人聽時, 感覺有點糟. Keep Reading

Beginning with Hematology, and then Surgery Introduction, Pharmacology, and finally ended on Infection exams, the 4th grade of my medical education is over. (Although there is GOSCE, Group Objective Structure Clinical Examination, on Saturday waiting for me. But it just like a Role-Playing Game. So, forget it. :p)

After the series of exams, I must be tired out. This afternoon I slept for about 3 hours. (Therefore, I can’t get asleep now. =.=) I gradually can imagine the life of my 5th grade, a lot of exams within 2 months.

But I got hesitated of my life after the final exams. Before that, all I had to do all the day is to read and read, study and study. Now, I even don’t know what I should do. I’d like to write something, but I can’t start. There is no words in my mind. I’d like to modify my programs or my web sites, but I have no idea. Is this a symptom of “Exam Syndrome?”

O.K., maybe the symptom will remit after GOSCE finishes.

今天下午, 台灣名模林志玲小姐到陽明大學生活廣場來拍攝廣告, 一開始好像是有人在神農坡的 complain 板上面 po 文章吧~ 結果我們班上很多同學就衝下去了, 照了不少照片回來. (然後今天莫名奇妙圓夢相簿的流量應該會大增吧… @_@) 詳情請見 葉芭樂相簿, 屎飛相簿, cos相簿 (應該是吧 @_@ 不過這本是放在無名..)

剛剛瀏覽了一下, 發現照片裡林志玲都蠻上鏡頭的, 面對這麼多台相機鏡頭, 還有配合廣告的動作, 沒看到哪一張覺得有點糟的. (還是不佳的都被刪掉了??) (最佳不上像範例可以看這篇的朱茵照, 昨天看到實在是超 XD 的…) 不過這也顯示當一個知名人物真的很辛苦, 到處都有人在盯著你瞧, 上廁所也有人跟著跑, 如果被拍到糟糕的畫面, 還會被公開大肆宣揚, (例如上述朱茵… :p).

看到大家搶著跟她拍照, 讓我想起以前小時候曾經參加百戰百勝節目的錄影, 那時的胡瓜真是紅透半邊天啊~ 所以爸媽也叫我和弟弟去跟他合照, (小時候的我看起來還蠻好笑的… XD) 不過現在看來, 那張照片的價值已隨著年紀逐漸的衰退了. 現在大家也搶著跟林志玲合照, 這些照片的痕跡是不是最後也會慢慢的隨著時間衰退?

不過隨著今天這起林志玲事件, 倒是帶給悲情期末考一些不一樣的心情, 才是最重要的吧!

On June 14, I received a email from the faculty office about their recently-bought system for student’s learning progress, and I tried it immediately. There was no amazing function, but I was a little bored that why the decision-making people always buy something not very useful (and sometimes fucking IE-only) for the students, and they always cost a lot!!

After I posted the news in my personal board, my classmate commented that the system shows our past personal grades and the order in the class. I connected to the system again and found my grade report. It seemed that I should not see that before the final exam. >_< It was a little bas news for me that my grades are not good as I think.

Yesterday, my roommate found his grades report and was a little sad about that. He said he studied as hard as he could in the past, but he didn’t get the appropriate repay. For me, he did well enough. There are too many talented people in our faculty, and they also study hard. Maybe we haven’t been acustomed to falling in grades, because we are always in the top population in the past. This is the normal environment in the faculty of medicine.

Because I were not him, I could not know what reason he is so sad for. Maybe there are differences between the goals we set for ourself. What I can do is to study harder and harder in the future. The most important is what I have really learned, not what grade I get.

I fought with Kilo this morning over some trifling matters. She cared about my attitude to her, and I focused on her studying attitude about computers. We quarreled very much so that she didn’t want to answer my phone call for several times. I’d just like to talk to her and hope we shall go to a compromise, but I didn’t success until 1 P.M..

She asked me for not shouting at her from today, and she said that was the most important reason she got so angry. I think I should be more patient with anything not as I considered. If I continuously do myself and don’t think about what others feel, I’ll lose my lovely girlfriend and many friends. This event is almost because of my poor self-cultivation. She is right. I needn’t to be so angry with things not as my wishes.

Kilo, I’m so sorry for my crude manners. Please forgive me, and I love you.