It's been a grueling three weeks since I have typed at a computer with the sole purpose of lazily typing and surfing the web, so I'm taking my sweet little time that my hectic living has allowed me to.
Let me just give you a glimpse of what had just transpired in the twenty-one days of feverish tempo, in furioso prestisissimo:
-Monday and Wednesday: classes from 7:00 to 12:00, eat at 12:15, go to waiting shed at 12:25, leave at 12:30, hospital rounds at 2:00 until 6:00, return to school at 7:00, practice choir until 9:00, study until 11:00, sleep at 12...then wake up at 3:00 to prepare!
-Tuesday and Wednesday: classes from 7:30 up to 12:00 again then laboratory from 1:00 until 7:00 on Thursday. You would expect me to have a vacant time on Tuesday right?...Wrong! I got to meet my group to prepare for the week's community session. Then practice again and study.
-Fridays and weekends: concerts, do my assignements, do weekly report on hospital rounds, write some damn article on the school paper, have a class on Health Economy on Sunday at 6:00 in the evening up to 9:00...Crap, I forgot the laundry!
In just three weeks, my life's pace has turned from simple to warp speed-- so much that I feel that like my life right now is a waking dream: a dream of a dream of dream of a dream.
Still, life goes on. And what doesn't kill you makes you stronger (thanks Nichtze, even though your'e insane).
As always, "Damn the torpedo, full speed ahead!"