DISSECTING THE PRE-CENTRAL GYRUS

It's getting to be ri-goddamn-diculous.

The most boring part of my minors rotation is almost over; it's just two more weeks each of ENT and Psychiatry. Which means less "free" time.

I'd like to write more, really. But lately I just can't seem to find the drive to do so. Not that there aren't any interesting things to write about. I can always rant about that megalomaniac Apollo Quiboloy who really believes he is the second coming of Christ - Hallelujah! Let us invest in our salvation by joining him, because only in him can we be saved! Or how a certain person who shall remain nameless keeps haunting me, even in my dreams. Or how The Dark Knight was wickedly awesome and how it wasn't really a superhero movie in the broadest sense(Heath Ledger should win an Oscar). Or about countless other things I'd really like to talk about.

But I can't.

Lately I've been feeling rather blue(I won't say depressed) for no apparent reason.

...I need medication.