She's really, really good, Terra Naomi. I'm sure if you frequent youtube you know her already. Whatever, I'm always late to the party. She's a great blend of Alanis Morissette, and a hint of Jewel. Alanis Morissette is an alto, and the style reinterpreted here in this soprano range is just truly beautiful. Terra's tone is clearer than that of Alanis, approach the thinner, more lyrical voice of Jewel. At least in this song, her voice is largely situated between these two singers in terms of tonal quality. And she knows how to use those high notes to great effect. About her musical style, the stream of consciousness lyrics may be overdone, but it has its poetic moments. Overall though, Terra is pretty freaking awesome.
Tuesday, April 10, 2007
hypochondriasis...maybe
I wonder if Mikey has Diabetes Insipidus....after reading the endocrine section. Hmm, he does seem to drink (H20!) and pee a lot...
Sunday, April 08, 2007
confessions of a med student: step 1 sucks
I tell myself this everyday as I skim the website studentdoctor.net : 'Breathe. You need to breathe. If you die before the exam, it's no good.' Right.
Despite appearances, I've officially entered freak-out zone these past few weeks as June 22nd approaches. Just the other day I felt the instinctive urge to visit CVS for more highlighters. But I already have 15. In my backpack. I still went to CVS...but for instant coffee instead.
Every time I go to out to dinner with friends I get a nauseous feeling that I'm being really really naughty for not spending the time studying. It's a nagging, sinking feeling of guilt that lingers all night until I give in and sneak a couple peeks at biochem or something equally nerdy, like pharm. But the most disturbing thing I've done to date has to be this: I've begun listening to Goljan lectures while I sleep (Diffusion don't fail me now!) I haven't been doing it for very long, but I have begun to notice his voice echoing in my head at random times, the way songs get stuck in your head and you can't seem to get them out. Occasionally, a coherent tidbit like the steps of the clotting cascade would bubble to consciousness with Goljan's voice. Sadly, such pearls of wisdom are at the moment, irretrievable on command. I don't know if the night listening thing is working, but it sure makes for some really trippy moments.
Despite appearances, I've officially entered freak-out zone these past few weeks as June 22nd approaches. Just the other day I felt the instinctive urge to visit CVS for more highlighters. But I already have 15. In my backpack. I still went to CVS...but for instant coffee instead.
Every time I go to out to dinner with friends I get a nauseous feeling that I'm being really really naughty for not spending the time studying. It's a nagging, sinking feeling of guilt that lingers all night until I give in and sneak a couple peeks at biochem or something equally nerdy, like pharm. But the most disturbing thing I've done to date has to be this: I've begun listening to Goljan lectures while I sleep (Diffusion don't fail me now!) I haven't been doing it for very long, but I have begun to notice his voice echoing in my head at random times, the way songs get stuck in your head and you can't seem to get them out. Occasionally, a coherent tidbit like the steps of the clotting cascade would bubble to consciousness with Goljan's voice. Sadly, such pearls of wisdom are at the moment, irretrievable on command. I don't know if the night listening thing is working, but it sure makes for some really trippy moments.
Tuesday, April 03, 2007
It's raining men.
Watching '300' was hilarious. Not the least for the ridiculous dialogue, but for the ridiculously plastic looking Ken-dolls that populated the screen. Not that I'm complaining. This youtube clip sums up my sentiments exactly.
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