So the last month has been mainly dedicated to revising for finals, desperatly trying to please my scary surgery supervisor, and whingeing about turning 25. I'm not overly precious about ages but ive moved out of the 18-24 box on forms. I liked that box dammit.
In an effort to distract myself periodically from the mind numbing monotony of revision (and to avoid becoming old and sensible) i've decided to take up skating. Thus far i have learnt the following:
1) Learning to skate now is harder than it was when i last tried (13. In fact, between the ages of 13-15 i'm not entirely sure i remember taking roller blades off...). Though it still appears to be as amusing for my neighbours as it was first time around.
2) Quad skates are infinitley more difficult to skate in than rollerblades...Apparantly this has something to do with things called "axles". I had no clue what these were....because i'm a giant 'tard (as my closest friend told me at length in the pub).
3) Padding is invaluable. Especially since i'm pretty sure showing up to my practical exams in a cast will not work in my favour... My knee pads are still in the post, the knees of my jeans are somewhere in the street outside my house.
4) I live on a fecking hill.
On the plus side if i can survive the next few weeks i might actually have passed med school...and i might be able to remain upright on wheels for more than 18 seconds.
In an effort to distract myself periodically from the mind numbing monotony of revision (and to avoid becoming old and sensible) i've decided to take up skating. Thus far i have learnt the following:
1) Learning to skate now is harder than it was when i last tried (13. In fact, between the ages of 13-15 i'm not entirely sure i remember taking roller blades off...). Though it still appears to be as amusing for my neighbours as it was first time around.
2) Quad skates are infinitley more difficult to skate in than rollerblades...Apparantly this has something to do with things called "axles". I had no clue what these were....because i'm a giant 'tard (as my closest friend told me at length in the pub).
3) Padding is invaluable. Especially since i'm pretty sure showing up to my practical exams in a cast will not work in my favour... My knee pads are still in the post, the knees of my jeans are somewhere in the street outside my house.
4) I live on a fecking hill.
On the plus side if i can survive the next few weeks i might actually have passed med school...and i might be able to remain upright on wheels for more than 18 seconds.