My memory according to Pharmacy terms

Lately, my memory seems to display 'pseudoplastic' characteristics. As I increase the number of lectures I 'shear' into my brain in a day aka 'shear rate', my memory becomes runny and everything flows out very easily. This could be brought down to my neurons being very 'entangled' at the start, ready to grasp information and store it in the entangled structure. But as shear rate increases, my neurons become 'disentangled' since they get stretched beyond their 'point of elasticity' and undergo a 'permanent deformation' 'aligning' themselves in the 'direction of flow'. This explains the decrease in 'viscosity' of my memory.

In contrast what I would need now is a 'dilatent' memory. The higher the 'shear rate' the more 'viscous' the memory. This would be convenient as I 'shear' more lectures in a day, the 'volume' that enters in increases and becomes 'resistant' to flow. This means that at very 'high shear rates' I could even 'break' the limit and store info in a 'solid permanent state' .

These are just some thoughts as I officially call it a day filled with revision today. I'm yet to find out tomorrow whether today my memory has been pseudoplastic or dilatent!;)

Distractions !!

I've just woken up from a 1 hr nap,

I'm gazing at my file, I need a map,
for there's just too much, I donno where to start
so I go away to make sum coffee and enjoy it with a tart.

In the kitchen while im having my tea

I promise to myself that studying it will be
for the next 2 hours flat, wotever be the case

and to top it up, my tea should help me keep up my pace.

I wash my mug and look at the time,

its 4 07, taking another 8 minutes would be no crime

I console myself that 4 15 is more of a round figure

so I switch on the tv, and my break gets bigger.

Its always a good movie when u dont want it to be,

4 15 strikes: I smile to myself for im too tempted to yet see

It's now me debating with myself for I know I will regret

so reluctantly I switch off the telly because I dont want to fret.

I head upstairs with a strong mind to go straight to my room

but before that I look outta the window, its been raining, too much gloom

Then faintly, I can hear the computer fan's noise

and I think to myself, I should really shut it down before my study plan it destroys.

I'm very close to literally pressing the shut down button

when I realize I haven't checked my emails from aston

So I open the browser and it takes forever to load the page

and to check the internet I try to browse through another site in rage.

And yep u guessed it right, i reflexly typed 'facebook.com'

and I begin browsing through the home page of some

people who make their profile interesting just when exams are around

and distract me too easily, to facebook I now get bound.

For the next half an hour I'm reading new posts and posting on walls

I'm meant to be revising has my brain gone for stalls????

and then I remember ohh!i had to chek my email

gosh! maybe my memory really is in status: fail.

I glance at the time again and I know I'e done it again

I've wasted my time utterly, its such a pain

And this brings me down to writing this poem now

I'm really goin to revise now, I'm making a vow!

(PS: dinner is only 15 mins away! - Another distraction or wot!?! ;)