Just being myself.

I happened to came across this link one time http://www.blogthings.com/whatgenderisyourbrainquiz/ as I search the vast sites in the internet.

Funny as the result was:

Your Brain is 87% Female, 13% Male

You have the brain of a girly girl
Which isn’t a bad thing at all?
You're empathetic, caring, and in tune with emotions.
You're a good friend and give great advice

Hahaha! Am I really attuned with my feminine side?

Hey don’t you roll your eyes on me sister! I mean brother. Haha! Well I actually don’t mind the result well I’m really a “what you see what you get” type of person.

Just being myself.

when sleep is no longer a waste of time

I’m having trouble sleeping. As much as I want to, it seems that an 8 hour sleep is just a pigment of my imagination. Everything seems coming back to me. Maybe I have overused myself for the past couple of years that it’s catching up. “Sleep is a waste of time”, a line taken from the movie Gladiator (i think) that I have taken into practice. There was a time when I was attending review classes for 6 hours and working 9 hours a day, also had 2 jobs at the same time and lately I been working more than 40 hours a week. Is this the repercussion of the things I have done?

As science would put it, in a very action there’s a reaction (something like that). I’ve done the action, just waiting for my body’s reaction.

One thing is certain, I really need to take a break from all of this or this would just break me in the future… with how things are going…. It’s seems that it is a very near future.

Bloody Monday

What a nice way to start the week…lose blood…lots a lots of blood. As far as I can remember I was never really frightened by the site of blood. Even as a child I would be the one volunteering to dissect a frog holding it with both hands and slicing it into two –sadistic? Nah, someone needs to do it. Come to think of it, I think that started it all. Why I ended up taking a medical course. In college we would skin a cadaver until all muscles are visible and would study it as if it was never alive. Enough of the flashback!

So what does blood have to do with my Monday? I just lost a couple of CCs, donated to a friend’s father. Hmmmm perfect… a Bloody Holy Monday.