dissection wednesday
3rd November 2004, 11:29 pm

today was the day that i was on the bodies dissection-wise. we got to cut out the heart of the male, as well as expose all the arteries and veins that arise from it, which was fun . well it was kind've fun, except every time you punctured some tissue a huge wave of formaldehyde came billowing out and choked you. it only really gets to you when you start thinking that they're real people with families and histories and that... most of the time i just see them as plastic models. saying that though, i didn't do any of the sawing required to remove the sternum, although i did work on removing all the clotted blood from the aorta with stuart.

in another really pissed off mood right now, not too sure why. got some work done after tea, so feeling less stressed out in that sense. i'll go to the gym tomorrow after my lecture at ten, make myself feel better. dave isn't coming again... and there's me thinking i was gonna be the unmotivated one.

dave is currently on another depressive spiral, with the whole "i have no reason to be here" spiel. he really has nothing to worry about at all compared to some people - i wish i was half as clever as he was, or had such a stable family life. if he'd just go to his damn lectures he'd feel more a part of uni, and would then start making friends on his course. he'll snap out of it eventually, but for the time being i shall only be talking to him about random trivial things.

bush has been re-elected. it's just too depressing to even think about.

really fancy a cigarette right now, but i don't have any anyway, so don't anyone start worrying. i can't still be hormonal, can i?

there's an old bottle of coke that's still sat on my desk, along with an empty packet of milkybar buttons and another miscellaneous wrapper. my whole room's actually a tip and i should really tidy it, but i will once again leave it for another day as i have to go to bed.

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