Yessss... I'de better start writing now or it'll turn 12 in a while more, then I'll fail in my one day a post challenge.
Today was my last PBL and MMS sessions in IMU.
I'm so gonna miss you, IMU.
(But somehow I left INTEC with comparatively better and sweeter memories. Perhaps it's because I made some really superb friends there)
Prefrontal Cortex
During MMS today, Dr Nilesh came out with a superb explanation.
People with strong religious belief has strong control over their prefrontal cortex (a part of the brain). For that reason, they are able to suppress the movements that were initiated by our hippocampus (the emotion area).
This means, if the hippocampus area asked us to do "bad things", influenced by our emotions, a "religiously trained" prefrontal area of the brain will be able to suppress the movements.
Logical and interesting explanation wasn't it?
I've always tried to link all these scientific knowledges I gained from medical school with religion, but I missed this important connection.
I don't believe scientific people cannot be religious people. Religion was not based on myths, it is logical, to some extent.
For obvious reasons, I'd say my prefrontal area is not trained enough. :(
Pharmacology
I am very interested to know all those kinds of drugs that are able to suppress epilepsy, put us to sleep, anti depressants, anaesthetic drugs... They are all so amazing. How they act on our body system and how our body reacted to them.
But what's really not good about them is....I have to memorise their names.
And their names are so weirdddd....
Why are they called propofol, ketamine, barbiturates, vigabatril, etc...
Why can't they be called anaesthetic 1, anaesthetic 2, anaesthetic 3 and so on so forth.
Won't it make our lives easier?
And anti-insulin drugs, oh my God!
When I recite all these drugs trying to memorise them, it sounded as if I am jinx-ing someone.
It's like Harry Potter's spells, "wingardium leviosa!!"
"Lispro glargine and protamine!"
"Trizolam, Diazepam and Lorazepine!"
With that, I end this post.
Have to continue reading my CNS notes, am going half insane already.
-Because life is a test-
-AkMaR-
http://nur-akmar.blogspot.com
Yup, I am still trying to keep the one post a day challenge. I almost failed today, due to this throbbing, severe bilateral temporal headache that made me go drowsy and irritable.
And even though I've been trying my best to read the notes for PBL tomorrow, for the past 2hrs, I keep clicking on the mouse, surfing the net. What more when I re-found Hazirah's tumblr, haha! Quite a lot of head-spanking quotes in there, I'll put one up today, at the end of this post.
Anyway, today was my last lecture in IMU, how should I describe it?
It was cool, ended beautifully, with the last lecture being "Major Mental Illnesses". Ok yea, the plenary title doesnt sound that beautiful but the psychiatrist had a good way of teaching. And the session was ended with a group photo. :)
Throughout the lecture, I was distracted. I kept thinking "this is the last lecture, this is the last lecture... this is the last lecture... this is the last lecture ". And subconsciously, I sinked into my seat, trying to lean as much as I can on the chair, knowing that'll be the last time I sit on it. And these friends sitting in the theatre, I might not see them again after this, there is no reason for us to anymore. :(
It is that time of the month again, hormonal imbalance aggravated by presence of the exam has successfully turned my emotions upside down today. I was depressed during the first half of the day, but laughed like crazy throughout the csu practice session, slept right after I reach home, and headache at night.
Today wasn't really a good day for me, last night being an even worse one.
My Father
My father was involved in a motor accident, a motorcyclist crashed on him while he was riding his own. He injured his legs, but somehow managed to pull through the whole day yesterday, being involved with the accident in the morning on his way to work, during the rain.
Lucky enough, his boss allowed him to take leave today so he could go to clinic and get a proper MC.
Really, a lot people do not understand the agony and worry of having their fathers riding to work everyday while they comfortably drive to class.
That's all for now I guess, gotta go now.
Wanna check what my parents are doing, and perhaps sleep.
This headache is preventing me to focus on my PBL notes (yet another excuse).
-Because life is a test-
-AkMaR-
http://nur-akmar.blogspot.com
Okay, after reading it again and again, I think this new font does not differ much from my old font. Compare these two sentences below:
Old font: The Quick Brown Fox Jumps Over The Lazy Dog
New font: The Quick Brown Fox Jumps Over The Lazy Dog
If your computer/browser cannot view the fonts, then too bad...you missed the whole fun (which happened in one of my friend's MAC).
Fashionista
I know I am nowhere near a fashionista, the limited resources and collections I have made me wear almost the same apparels twice or thrice a month; but heck I don't really care. It's not like I'll be smarter or fairer by having extensive collections of clothing.
But I am not a fashion victim either. I do not go to IMU with pink hijab, blue blouse, green pants and red shoes (now, suddenly that sounded appealing. Maybe I should try one day..heh).
But there is one thing about fashion that I do not understand.
How do people see fashion?
Why did Kate Middleton's wedding dress receive such tremendous compliments and praises?
I agree that it looked elegant, beautiful and what I liked most was it is not too-revealing (unlike the wedding dresses in Hollywood movies). But apart from that, there is nothing more to it, it is simply; beautiful.
I would have said the dress is beautiful if it was blue or pink.
Why must it be described as "not disappointing"?
What would make it disappointing?
I'm sure whatever she might be wearing on that day was not going to be disappointing.
But never mind, it doesn't really affect my life whether or not her dress was stunning or mouth-dropping.
I was just curious, what were the criteria for people to judge a dress?
IMU
Tomorrow will be my last lecture in IMU.
How time rockets!
I will certainly miss all the lecturers in IMU. :(
Dr Annie Tay and her irreplaceable jokes and stories, Prof Francis and his weird facial expressions, Dr Srikumar and his superb presentation skills and oh....let's just save this acknowledgment bit until I really leave IMU.
I am not sure how is my feeling, tomorrow being the last lecture day.
Being sentimental, I cant avoid feeling sad.
But at the same time, I am glad. It's sort of a "way out" for me.
Not all memories in IMU have been good ones for me.
And at the same time, finishing lectures also means my exam is getting near!
Summative is next week, thank you.
And EOS5 will ensue 2 weeks later.
What an agony.
After exam?
What will happen?
I don't know.
There are too many things I hope will happen, but I doubt they will.
I am finally leaving IMU.
And oh...I really do not know how I feel about that.
p/s: I've so far managed to keep to my one day one post challenge for May despite the terrible streamyx connection these few days.
:D
-Because life is a test-
-AkMaR-
http://nur-akmar.blogspot.com
Someone told me that after seeing one comment posted by another person in Facebook, he lost his respect towards the person. According to him, that comment was an unforgivable comment.
That time, I think it was wrong of him.
But I did not know why I felt that way.
Now I know.
I think that was a very judgmental comment.
You can't judge a person just by one of her statement, can you? That person might has her own reason; as a matter of fact, that person might even be prompting you to think by saying something bizarre.
Of course, since he did not disclose what the comment was, I am in no position to really say he's wrong.
But still, shouldn't we take the action as wrong, rather than the person as wrong?
Just because someone do not pray, does not mean he is not good at heart.
I am not saying the probability of him being good at heart is higher, either.
It could be that he has not seen the benefits of prayers,yet.
Why must people start judging and classifying other people?
"Oh, it's not weird seeing he does something of that sort. He didn't even pray, did he....?"
Such a judgmental statement, isn't it?
But of course, it is very dangerous for me to say something like this.
I might be killed by my own medicine; judging people whom I think were being judgmental. :p
But anyway, this serves as a reminder too for me, do not be judgmental; you do not know what that person has in his heart. It could well be millions times purer than yours, or it could even be darker than you can imagine.
Do not blame people, blame what they did.
An evil man's deed is commendable, as long as it was not a hypocrite one. :D
p/s: I'm trying to write one post a day for May, do you think I'll be able to make it?
And notice this new font? I love it!
-AkMaR-
http://nur-akmar.blogspot.com
I've just spent the last 20minutes reading some funny blogs. Friends of friend's blogs. Some people are gifted with the ability to write funnily don't they?
Reading them made me laugh!
One of the images that cracked me:
And I've noticed some beautiful, attractive blog layout design. Heh...
I'll change mine when I have time i.e at least a month from now!
Just you wait. :D
-AkMaR-
http://nur-akmar.blogspot.com
Why are some people considered royalty, some people considered commoner?
Is it just because it-so-happened that they were born into that family?
Why must there be distinctions between the two?
How come there is "king and people", not just "leader and followers"?
People can work hard, put effort, and be the leader; but no one can work hard, put effort and be the king.
Once a king, forever a king?
Says who?
Why so?
Why must people look at races?
Why must people ask, "What race are you?"
How about genetic make-up? Do you believe in that?
Do you believe that some people were born with better genes?
What happen if someone from a supposedly not-so-brilliant race/family/parentage brought up by a smart/rich/educated foster family in the best environment? Would the kid be a good or an average one (assume the kid didn't have severe jaundice that might damage his brain when he was an infant, or any other illness for that matter)?
Can the kid stand at par with the kids from that were born into that family?
What if a baby from good and smart parents were raised by poor/uneducated/not-so-smart parents?
Will he be the brightest gem among them?
Lastly,
why do all these even matter?
-AkMaR-
http://nur-akmar.blogspot.com
