Four

My review in Internal Medicine began this week. The last posting of my undergraduate life. And I get to spend it tearing my hair out because I have to complete my practical record. I think I am going to cry.

Wait, don't go. You do not want to see this week's picture?


Yet another high resolution image, proving how much fun I had at college. That is how we (my friends and I) decorated a blackboard before the arm wrestling match for our first batch social. As soon as we had finished the masterpiece, we held a practice session between ourselves.

The results of the practice session.

Champion: The A.
Winner's comments: Hahaha, my hand hurts. I hope it isn't going to be rheumatoid arthritis, or something. Ah, who cares? I WON! Hahaha.

First runner up: Twin.
Comments: I would like to thank my parents, my sister, and God for believing in me. Without them, this would just not have been possible. And lastly, I would like to thank my dog, for being so supportive. *sniff* You know, my wrist kinda hurts. Could it be CTS?

Second runner-up: The R.
Comments: Ow, A, did you have to push so hard? My forearm hurts. This is probably compartment syndrome, you brainless...COW!
(The A's reply: Nyah-nyah-nyah. Who is a 'sore' loser? Nyah-nyah-nyah.)

Chump of the day: Me.
Comments: My pectoralis major is on fire!
(The Cruel Others: HAHAHA! The pain went staright to her pec major! She has no muscles in her arm! HAHAHA! HAHAHA!
Me: Major Peccy, don't die!)

That's all for this week, folks. Sorry this is up so late. The net was down for a couple of days. I had MAJOR withdrawal symptoms, I tell you.