Does anyone, anyone, anyone know where these lyrics come from:

... stuck between // all that you wish for // and all that you need (or seem, or dream, or ice-cream) ... ?

Wrecking my head, man. Every time I sit down to another riveting chapter on Motor and Integrative Neurophysiology it starts playing -- just those lines. It's like my brain knows the whole song but refuses to share the rest -- shan't, shan't! -- which is pretty much my attitude towards Motor and Integrative Neurophysiology, if it comes to that.

Speaking of my course, in between reading fic and trolling lj and covertly staking out bebo and reading more fic, I managed to look up my book of modules for next year. In an effort to make the medical students of the future well-rounded human beings (pshaw) they've added in a new, five-credit module every year. Last year I took history of medicine, which was all about sex. All. About. Sex.

This year they've expanded it even further. This is the list:

MX1001 Library Project in Medicine 1 (5 credits) [an excuse for a free Monday afternoon every week for a year]
MX1003 Special Study Module in Medicine 3 - Computer Skills and Basic Database Administration (5 credits) [for the people who can't type -- a gruesome number of people]
MX1004 Introducing Medical Students to Irish as a Spoken Language (5 credits)
MX1005 Film, Medicine and Society (5 credits)
FR1106 Threshold French (5 credits) [wtf -- is this a year-long discussion about doorways?']
FR2106 Towards Vantage French (5 credits) [honestly, what is wrong with 'Beginner' and 'Advanced' French? I doubt anyone in the class took Pass French, but I got an A in Honours and I know about three words, all from Dressed to Kill]
UW0092 Science in Society for Medicine (5 credits) [did I mention that the medical faculty's grammar is non-existent?]
GR2022 Medicine in the Ancient World (5 credits) [get your sex lectures here]
ST1001 Medical Statistics (5 credits) [a lot of medicine is the capital city of the republic of Boredom, but this just takes the biscuit]
ST2006 Social Research and Survey Methods (5 credits) [sociologists hate us. The amount of crap we, as first-years, took from sociology lecturers who can't tell their arse from their gluteus maximus is unbloodybelievable]
PT2101 Chemotherapy and Pharmacology of Inflammation (5 credits) [... this is neutrophils, right? oh god]
AN2062 Human Embryology and Developmental Anatomy (5 credits)
PL2025 Cell and Epithelial Physiology (5 credits) [just in case we thought we'd escaped drawing half a million cells from a microscope, which is Very Hard To Do]
PL2026 Library Project (5 credits) [might be fun if there was anything in the library except nursing books]

I'm leaning towards Film, Medicine and Society for the sophisticated reason that it has the word 'film' in it and I don't think they'll let me take Medicine in the Ancient World again. Note change in work ethic: in school, did OTT amount of work. In college, it's like 'But I have Ben and Jerry's! I can't work. For ... the rest of the week month .'

But I'm concerned, because I feel I should take Embryology (although extra Anatomy, I cannot conceive of the horror). The foundation modules are neuroscience, renal and bone metabolism, pharm and mechanisms of disease. I thought embryology would be one of these (compulsory) modules. And, as this is a new five-year course, there's no examples for how this would run in our third year -- there hasn't been one yet. 
lizardspots, themostepotente, if you're around, what year did you guys do embryology? My uni operates on a strict NTK basis with all information (in a yo, bitches, you have an exam tomorrow k? kind of way) so there's no one I can ask. One of my former class reps is MIA to anyone who's not a hot blonde with a pneumatic chest, and the other one's in Canada. 

Watch this space for the wibbling about the part of clinical science where we get assigned an actual patient by a GP for the year. I could quite happily have graduated without seeing a patient. If I'm lucky they'll be like corpses -- after the first time you slice the skin of someone's skull open and manage not to cry, you end up fighting over whose turn it is to cut. (Cleaning fascia is a curiously soothing activity.)

And I'm off until 25 September. That's will be how many weeks since the second week of May? (I really don't know -- I didn't get into this course on the strength of my arithmetic. My algebra sucks too. Calculus: also quite iffy. However, I can read the time now -- my second class teacher would be proud. After all, it only took six months to teach me.) It will be quite the culture shock having to start lectures on the 5 August every year after this one.

My father compared me to Cristina from Grey's Anatomy the other day, which ranks up there in the Top Ten of Best Compliments I've Ever Received (along with 'But you are a girl' and 'Did you change your hair?'). I always thought I was a George.