Oh, to explain the story, it has to start from here.
I bought MS a box of 100 postcards with different penguin book covers on each of them. We love books and kitsch stuff like that.
What I did was, I took out all the cards and gave him the box, then I regularly write messages on them as the year goes on, and he ‘collects’ them. It’s actually quite fun to communicate like that.
Anyway, I was clearing out my old uni notes and found these carefully hand-drawn diagrams that I spent ages drawing years ago. There were heaps of them!
It was a shock to me as I don’t remember much or any of these anymore! I vaguely recall learning them in first year, but if you test me now, the best I can do is to hand you my textbook with a blank look on my face…
There’s just no space to keep them, but it’s a bit of my past, so I decided to cut them up and stick them on the back of some postcards!
There you go, this is my message for the day!
I forgot if we actually had been tested on these or not, I mean things like which tracts are at which levels… I can still remember I nearly had a nervous breakdown in first year learning neuro/anatomy. *Gulp*
Pretty postcards :P
I wasn’t that cruel. I returned to normal messages straight after. You’re welcome, MS :-)