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    Monday, April 18, 2005

    Quiescent Fears

    I survived the weekend away from home. In hall. Buried alive under the horrid orange book with paragraphs after paragraphs about the immune system. I can't do it. I can't bring myself to love Mr. J.

    Sigh. The tumultous emotions of love and hate.

    My fear is building up. The fear that my brain will decide to take a hiatus come Wednesday and everything I've learnt will be lost far-far-away. I am worried I have reached the maximum capacity for information loading.

    I need more memory space and a faster processing speed.

    And the fear just adds on because I don't seem to be thinking enough about B and T cells. At this point in time, they should be occupying my every day and night dreams - dominating my subconscious, but I woke up this morning only to realise I just had a dream about teaching my cousin how to analyze crystal structures and read the UV spectrum of bound and unbound rhodopsin. Why can't BS206 just STOP HAUNTING ME??? *wail*

    T cells, B cells, antibodies, cytokines, chemokines, anergy, apoptosis... Dear Mr. J, please let me dream of your work tonight.....

    [Time of Confession] 12:28 AM
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