“If the children don’t grow up, our bodies get bigger but our hearts get torn up. We’re just a million little gods causin’ rain storms turnin’ every good thing to rust. I guess we’ll just have to adjust.”— The Arcade Fire.
" No, it’s really not. That means out of all the people that surgery’s been performed on, half have lived. When you think about the amount of people cardiothoracic surgeons perform on, that starts looking a lot better. Not to mention half of the time, people can’t even guarantee you 50%. You usually get less than that, unless it’s really common surgery. Heart surgery percentages are relatively low, due to the extent which they have to do things. To be told fifty is actually not that bad. There’s a 1% chance someone can walk into the hospital with hiccups, be diagnosed and be told they’re fine, and they end up dying. There’s cancer patients who get told they’ve caught the cancer early enough, and they have an 80% chance of living, and the cancer comes back, and they die; and then there are the cancer patients, the people who have two types of cancer, and they get told they have a year, tops, to live, and they defy the odds, and live for seven more years. It’s at all ends, so sometimes, fifty’s not that bad… Fifty percent is hard to hear, but it happens. My best friend’s dad had 90% chance of living after a simple surgery but instead, he got sick again, faster, and he passed. My great - grandmother went in for a simple infection, to get it treated and she spent the last six weeks of her life in the hospital before she passed. So sometimes fifty percent’s the best we’ve got, and you hold onto the fact that those fifty percent lived, because nothing’s guaranteed, and the people that are supposed to necessarily pull through, don’t. So you always hope on that fifty percent that did, because they fought, and they did it, and that means anyone has just as good as odds as those. And even if they don’t pull through, and your hopes don’t go as planned, hold on to the fact that they went out swinging every last moment. If he can’t hold out hope, then he hasn’t got anything; sometimes in the world, hope’s all we’ve got. "
“Consider this song a throw back, ‘cause all I wanna do is go back. Ya’ll sing it with me. Back in the days when I was young, I’m not a kid anymore, but some days I sit and wish I was a kid again.”—Travie McCoy. You basically sum up exactly how I feel during exam week.