Not-too-short an Intermission

I'm not supposed to be surfing the Net for too long simply because it's presently revision week, and it's not like whatever I would look up on the Net would be asked in the exams due to their irrelevance and lack of importance in one's quest for a degree.
So I went to chedet, and the issue of teaching science and maths in english (PPSMI) caught my attention almost too easily that before I realised it, my curiosity had bypassed my awareness and had commanded my frail fingers to click on the link.
And from there, I read his views with much agreement.
And although I had warned those who would heed to avoid the comments section, I had browsed that section...and stumbled on to another link, bringing me to a humorous blog that managed to plaster this oh-too-goofy smile on my face.

The Link!

Hey, I never did consider myself much of a patriotic person, whether to my country or to my own language. One reason? It clouds one's judgment so.

Current Music: We Cry - The Script

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It's really, really hard fighting with yourself.
Shall I deceive myself, saying that I love paediatrics and that I'm willing to read every topic up like one who's craving for the precious beads of knowledge? Or shall I coop myself up amidst this constraining walls of misery, adamant with the fact that I dislike this particular discipline?
Sigh.
I've entertained and indulged myself enough. Is it time to subject myself to what eventually will come my way? Books and all?
Yup, this entry has no purpose.
Where has all my enthusiasm for learning gone? Won't it come back to me?

Current Music: Before the Worst - The Script