Thai Centric
So as I'm slowly submerging in an abyss of 8-pound textbooks, stacks of free stationery collected from medical conferences and too many dried-up coffee-stained mugs, we went to have Thai today. It was surprisingly good and a cute little place with great ambience. The swiftness in which the food arrived was a bonus and very very VERY welcomed (seeing as I snoozed passed the alarm this morning and came late to path lab - i.e. NO BREAKFAST).
I subsequently spent that lab wacking friends in the arms and elbows (intead of doing histology) trying to gauge a reflex response past the mass of muscles. It doesn't help when your friends are body builders and you can hardly stick a laptop charger into the power socket contra-gravity (I know, the level of fitness is highly questionable).
I've begun to re-indulge in period dramas- BBC style. It's my signpost that end-of-year exams are fast approaching and I'm really walking around with a ticking clock in the head. My thoughts wander and meander through the archives of my life. I found this guy. 
Apologies that it is blurry - I was young, naive, and apparently deficient in camera skills.
His name is Xuderuf and he was my pet turtle for 3 months when his carer left him with me for a Europe trip and I became the interim carer. I miss this little guy. I hope he's doing mighty fine these days.
