The Ramblings of a bored mind...

Ok, I admit it, I should be paying attention but I just can’t.

The lecturer is a lady professor form Chicago with a rather annoying accent and let’s be honest, microbiology isn’t the most enticing subject.

I can’t believe tomorrow is the last day of lectures of my academic year… next year I graduate from St Andrews… Where has the time gone? I remember when I was just thinking of dropping the life I had before to get into this crazy routine I have which we call "being a student". Who would have said, over 15 years ago, when I attempted the Medicine entry exam in Milan (and failed miserably…) that I would find myself here today… or any day…?

Just a few months ago we accessed this new beautiful and modern med-school… It’s not the Bute, doesn’t have its character or location but it is indeed close to the beach…
Now, do you know how many times I have pictured myself going for a walk on that beach on my lunch break? Still haven’t done it!
I should really… Just, we always have so much to do that I prefer to get my lunch and hide with some mates in a tutorial room to read over my lecture notes.
It’s too cold here anyway, not like I’d get into the water… Possibly on the next sunny day…

Funny that years ago, when I had to decide where to go and leave, even though I have always professed a love for warm countries, I ended up choosing Scotland.

Far cry from my life on board cruise ships… not worse or better, just different!
I have things now I have always dreamt of: my own apartment, a cat (well, 3 cats!), some sort of sense of belonging, and a vision for the future… except that it keeps on changing…
That’s the beauty of life though, isn’t it?
My point is that you can have an idea in mind but you never know if it will turn out exactly that way.
Variables, that’s the problem, isn’t it?!
And I find myself sitting here in this lecture theatre, which is half empty because most people have decided that, seen the very rare sun outside, maybe it was a good idea to go over to the beach (I’m jealous now!) thinking about a million things except the sputum that the lecturer is trying to describe… and thank goodness, because I had broccoli soup for lunch and the sample slide mildly resembles that, so I prefer not to look at it.

But hey, eight more minutes and I can go home, drive for an hour and half, be greeted by loud purrs, just before the supermarket people get there to deliver my weekly shopping which I finally decided to do yesterday while eating the last remains of the most amazing chocolate ice-cream.
Yes, that spurred the idea of getting some more…

I just looked out the window… sun is gone…
...and apparently so is my brain!