I’d initially intended to produce a post of some merit to accompany this news, but I’ve far too much to do tonight.
To present this concept in a minutely interesting fashion, I’ll state that my whiteboard is currently adorned with two headings: “Weekday” and “Saturday and Sunday”. Below each of these titles are written at least twenty notes – amongst them are “Six and seven hours of bio, respectively” under the latter heading, and “Maintain social contact” under the former. “Don’t slack” is scrawled in bold, assertive lettering across the top of the canvas. At the very bottom reside some doodles which portray: a) the development of host embryos that have received neural plates from donors at the early and late gastrula stages respectively, b) a sea urchin embryo’s transforming into a normal pluteus larva, and c) early mouse lung formation in terms of the formation of tubules when lung mesenchyme is present. Uses for these doodles may be retrieved from 7.22 (and, more specifically, from the first set of exam practice problems).
To arrive blatantly at a single point, I will become nearly unbearably busy over the course of the next six or so months. It’s frightening but simultaneously exhilarating to note that I expect to participate in twenty-two standardized assessments and contests prior to July. I do not anticipate success, but I do believe that I should try. Upon the arrival of my M.I.T. rejection, I know that I will despise myself for succumbing to any sloth whatever. In order to receive it with grace, I will need to be certain that I will have done all that I could do.
With that said, I must mention that this makes me fear my neglecting this blog. Regrettably, I don’t know if I will have the time to post even weekly. I can only promise that I will try. My apologies – come July, much to the dismay of intelligence, I will bask in the existence of WordPress once more. Prior to then (and, hopefully, even with that month’s arriving), please take to perusing the publications of those on my blogroll. Those authors, whilst they are far more accomplished than I, actually manipulate their time so as to be able to cater to all of their passions. I am jealous.
Additionally, please excuse any acerbity that I may exhibit in the next half a year – I don’t will to be even more unpleasant than I typically am, but I may fall to stress.
Go forth and conquer, guys! I hope to converse with you soon.