tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37286253.post1431673374141353171..comments2009-10-17T11:25:15.578+02:00Bongihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12918640034313468627noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37286253.post-5298473082395289052009-10-17T11:25:15.578+02:002009-10-17T11:25:15.578+02:00Loved this post!<br /><br />My &quot;Tree moment&quot; is much less serene. I used to lock myself in the same toilet cubicle and cry when it all got too much during the first few months in medicine.<br /><br />I am in my last year now and visited my toliet for a spot of nostalgia a few weeks back! <br /><br />Not crying anymore though - just glad to nearly be done.Nurse To Dochttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08482747601599927322noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37286253.post-36827846319568038812009-09-02T21:09:22.122+02:002009-09-02T21:09:22.122+02:00Haha! Sorry, but that actually made me laugh a bit. Well done.The Hippocratic Oafhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00187356635564921481noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37286253.post-1714364935032625342009-08-31T06:34:04.242+02:002009-08-31T06:34:04.242+02:00Such a sad thing. Especially something that meant so much and that you could pinpoint a certain moment to. But, at least you will always have that <a href="http://scrubsmag.com/?utm_source=BC2" rel="nofollow">unique story</a> that you will be able to remember.Erinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37286253.post-54973638871806050842009-08-30T18:23:36.087+02:002009-08-30T18:23:36.087+02:00I remember that campus... The only grass in the entire place. I remember sitting there after my first session in the dissecting hall, and wondering how I was going to eat my lunch with my hands which smelled so strongly of formalin (amongst other things). I also remember the grass in front of Steers on Main Campus - LOTS of time spent there. But yet, not enough.Karen Littlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10446187228064686202noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37286253.post-68814827170788171762009-08-30T12:51:35.989+02:002009-08-30T12:51:35.989+02:00travis, good luck!!<br /><br />david, i&#39;m not too bright which is a disability. does that count?Bongihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12918640034313468627noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37286253.post-56256303357079724972009-08-30T12:50:37.890+02:002009-08-30T12:50:37.890+02:00rlbates no they didn&#39;t replace it with anything. only the tree was gone. all the rest exactly the same.Bongihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12918640034313468627noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37286253.post-459712324903749512009-08-29T17:57:51.099+02:002009-08-29T17:57:51.099+02:00Sometimes rhe tree says more by its absence than it did when it was there.WWWebbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03491098272113630084noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37286253.post-8622567541003763302009-08-29T13:51:23.575+02:002009-08-29T13:51:23.575+02:00this tree reminds me of something out of the lord or the rings or something. <br />pretty impressive to get to where you are being a white male in SA. (but then again maybe you are not). <br />i always thought these days you have to be black, female, lesbian and disabled to get anywhere in this country.davidnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37286253.post-77678533012942868022009-08-29T10:15:09.186+02:002009-08-29T10:15:09.186+02:00In a month or less I will find out if my Dreams and Hopes will be laid out before me and get into Medicine; then I too can have a deeply sentimental moment...<br /><br />Hold Thumbs for me!Travishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12020889095568995304noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37286253.post-91983427153806925032009-08-29T04:34:33.308+02:002009-08-29T04:34:33.308+02:00Did &quot;they put up a parking lot&quot;? Sorry about the tree.rlbateshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15236331355857884458noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37286253.post-45595700279644025932009-08-29T04:09:19.383+02:002009-08-29T04:09:19.383+02:00Just as silence speaks volumes, the tree&#39;s absence is a message, from the tree.Greg Phttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18422487877167541900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37286253.post-90419722488705607032009-08-29T03:18:42.571+02:002009-08-29T03:18:42.571+02:00Nooo!! That&#39;s really sad :-( Truly, nothing is sacred...Sascha Fiercehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01423798801892283894noreply@blogger.com