My summer vacation is quickly coming to a close.
What I've learned this summer:
1)Don't count on other people, deal with crap yourself.
2)Don't count on other people, deal with crap yourself.
3)When it's really hot out, just stay inside dumbass!
4)No matter how good an air conditioner you may have, the upstairs will always be hotter than downstairs. This is a fact. Accept it.
5)New Jersey is way better than West Virginia.
6)Pork Roll is the best breakfast meat ever. Period.
7)Doing things by myself isn't so bad and I should do it more often.
Those were some major life lessons right there.
Anyone listened to the Saving Jane album? Don't be turned off by that corny "Girl Next Door" song. It's actually a really good album. Seriously. Go listen to it. If I wasn't so inept and so tired right now I would try to figure out how to put the music on my blog. I know how to add videos, but the only video they have is for the stupid Girl Next Door song and that's what I'm trying to avoid.
Know what I find to be a real waste of time? Peeing. I just hate having to go pee. There are so many other things I have to do in a day and it's really never a convenient time to pee. That's why I wait hours and hours and hours until I'm doing the 5 year old pee-pee dance before I go. If I never had to pee I would probably have a few hours of extra free time over a lifetime.
Sunday, July 30, 2006
Wednesday, July 26, 2006
July 26, 2006
My grandmother died last Friday. I knew she was going to die soon ans I sort of hoped it would be before I went back down to school. It was.
Ryan (I will refrain from using his more common name now) sent my mom a basket of flowers. That was nice, I guess. He put this weird quote on the card. Something about angels and heaven. Not his writing. Weird.
Simultaneously, Mike totally vanished into thin air for almost two weeks. I knew he was at work, but the only way I have to reach him is by cell phone and he wasn't answering it.... long story short, I was a total wreck thinking something terrible happened to him. turns out his phone took a swim in the toilet.
So I've had a bit of an emotional few weeks. A few meltdowns were in order. Talked to Mike this morning and explained to him that I'm unhappy with how I feel a bit ignored by him. Without going into all of the details, it was a productive conversation and I feel a lot better.
I had some weird things taken off me two weeks ago. The biposies all came back okay, except one had atypical cells and hyperplasia. That means it wasn't a melanoma, but it would have been if I left it there.
I don't want to go back to WV. Home is so much nicer.
Ryan (I will refrain from using his more common name now) sent my mom a basket of flowers. That was nice, I guess. He put this weird quote on the card. Something about angels and heaven. Not his writing. Weird.
Simultaneously, Mike totally vanished into thin air for almost two weeks. I knew he was at work, but the only way I have to reach him is by cell phone and he wasn't answering it.... long story short, I was a total wreck thinking something terrible happened to him. turns out his phone took a swim in the toilet.
So I've had a bit of an emotional few weeks. A few meltdowns were in order. Talked to Mike this morning and explained to him that I'm unhappy with how I feel a bit ignored by him. Without going into all of the details, it was a productive conversation and I feel a lot better.
I had some weird things taken off me two weeks ago. The biposies all came back okay, except one had atypical cells and hyperplasia. That means it wasn't a melanoma, but it would have been if I left it there.
I don't want to go back to WV. Home is so much nicer.
Monday, July 17, 2006
July 17, 2006 10:11am
My friend Georgina is coming to visit today. I go to school with her. She's actually not coming here to see me so much as she's coming to shadow my mom for a few days.
My neighbors moved. Well, not all of them, just half of them. There were parents and two older sons living there. The parents moved to Florida two weeks ago. The sons packed them up and drove down with them. While they were packing, they asked if they could park some of their cars in my driveway so they could park the U-Haul in their driveway. Being the nice neighbor that I am, I said they could.
When I got home later that day, I found a large SUV parked right in the middle of my driveway and a beat up POS with no license plates way in the back driveway. Arggh! Fine. I'll be nice.
Days go by and the cars are still there. Then it's time for them to leave. They promise me that the POS will be out of the driveway before they leave. Great!
Nope. I see them standing around the POS with the hood up and the thing is smoking. And they just HAD to leave right then. Couldn't wait to get the POS out of my driveway.
They left and the boys came back a week later. POS still sitting in my driveway. It took two more days for them to get their act together and get it out of there.
The irony in this is that I thought I was finally in a place in my life where I didn't have someone filling up my yard with crappy, unusable cars.
Well, at least some things never change.
Oh, and if anyone happens to see or talk to DB....could you please ask him why he has the money to buy two more junk vehicles but doesn't have the money to pay back what he owes me or my mother.
Oh yeah, I know all about what's going on.
My neighbors moved. Well, not all of them, just half of them. There were parents and two older sons living there. The parents moved to Florida two weeks ago. The sons packed them up and drove down with them. While they were packing, they asked if they could park some of their cars in my driveway so they could park the U-Haul in their driveway. Being the nice neighbor that I am, I said they could.
When I got home later that day, I found a large SUV parked right in the middle of my driveway and a beat up POS with no license plates way in the back driveway. Arggh! Fine. I'll be nice.
Days go by and the cars are still there. Then it's time for them to leave. They promise me that the POS will be out of the driveway before they leave. Great!
Nope. I see them standing around the POS with the hood up and the thing is smoking. And they just HAD to leave right then. Couldn't wait to get the POS out of my driveway.
They left and the boys came back a week later. POS still sitting in my driveway. It took two more days for them to get their act together and get it out of there.
The irony in this is that I thought I was finally in a place in my life where I didn't have someone filling up my yard with crappy, unusable cars.
Well, at least some things never change.
Oh, and if anyone happens to see or talk to DB....could you please ask him why he has the money to buy two more junk vehicles but doesn't have the money to pay back what he owes me or my mother.
Oh yeah, I know all about what's going on.
Thursday, July 13, 2006
July 13, 2006 9:39pm
Working has completely cut into my vacation/relaxation/being lazy time. On the bright side, it refocused me and reminded me why I'm in med school. I was starting to hate life for a while there, and I think this has helped remind me that it's ok to hate life for a little while because it's going to get better soon.
Speaking of getting better soon.....
The holes in my mouth are finally starting to close up. The food getting stuck in them is really, really gross though.
I'm sitting here now enjoying a Fresca and Vodka. Don't mock it, it's really good!
I feel old. I'm going to be 25 in a month. I guess it sounds silly, but I'm not a patient person and I want my life to be settled, not so stirred up. I feel like it's going to take me so long to get settled that I won't be able to enjoy it. By the time I feel safe and secure and happy, I'll be really old, have saggy boobs, grey hair, and wrinkles.
Bah. More vodka.
Speaking of getting better soon.....
The holes in my mouth are finally starting to close up. The food getting stuck in them is really, really gross though.
I'm sitting here now enjoying a Fresca and Vodka. Don't mock it, it's really good!
I feel old. I'm going to be 25 in a month. I guess it sounds silly, but I'm not a patient person and I want my life to be settled, not so stirred up. I feel like it's going to take me so long to get settled that I won't be able to enjoy it. By the time I feel safe and secure and happy, I'll be really old, have saggy boobs, grey hair, and wrinkles.
Bah. More vodka.
Monday, July 10, 2006
July 10, 2006 2:24pm
This is the last summer I am ever going to have off.
For most of the world, summers off stopped after high school or college, but I extended that by a few years.
Not having summers off is just normal for most people.
I, however, am not coping with this very well. I planned to have the most awesome kick ass summer vacation ever.
It didn't happen that way. Most of my plans fell through and those that didn't turned not to not be "all that". I think the anticipation was too great. My expectations were too high. Shit just didn't go my way.
Well ain't life a bitch?
But I do have some new plans for the coming year. Specifically, I want to come home more often. Last year, that long stretch between August and December when I wasn't home nearly killed me. I had DB coming to see me a few times, so that helped, but now I'm on my own. I asked Mike to come and visit, and he said he would like to and will try, but with his work schedule I don't know how he can until things settle down with his business. I don't want to come up here just to see him, though, I want to sleep in my bed, in my room, in my house, cook in my kitchen, and just be in my town.
Ooooh. I had moles removed today. Isn't that exciting? One was really funky looking which is what prompted me to go to the surgeron in the first place and he decided to take 3 others at the same time. So anyway, one was on my shoulder and I started to watch him cutting into it and YIKES I completely freaked out. Not good. No. Very bad. For some reason, doctors think that because I'm in medical school I want to see these things. WRONG. My gynecologist offered me a mirror last time I was in her office. A mirror? No thanks. Ya seen one ya seen em all.
For most of the world, summers off stopped after high school or college, but I extended that by a few years.
Not having summers off is just normal for most people.
I, however, am not coping with this very well. I planned to have the most awesome kick ass summer vacation ever.
It didn't happen that way. Most of my plans fell through and those that didn't turned not to not be "all that". I think the anticipation was too great. My expectations were too high. Shit just didn't go my way.
Well ain't life a bitch?
But I do have some new plans for the coming year. Specifically, I want to come home more often. Last year, that long stretch between August and December when I wasn't home nearly killed me. I had DB coming to see me a few times, so that helped, but now I'm on my own. I asked Mike to come and visit, and he said he would like to and will try, but with his work schedule I don't know how he can until things settle down with his business. I don't want to come up here just to see him, though, I want to sleep in my bed, in my room, in my house, cook in my kitchen, and just be in my town.
Ooooh. I had moles removed today. Isn't that exciting? One was really funky looking which is what prompted me to go to the surgeron in the first place and he decided to take 3 others at the same time. So anyway, one was on my shoulder and I started to watch him cutting into it and YIKES I completely freaked out. Not good. No. Very bad. For some reason, doctors think that because I'm in medical school I want to see these things. WRONG. My gynecologist offered me a mirror last time I was in her office. A mirror? No thanks. Ya seen one ya seen em all.
Thursday, July 06, 2006
July 6, 2006 5:23pm
The wisdom teeth experience wasn't nearly as bad as I thought it would be. A little Versed and I don't remember a thing! Unfortunately, I developed dry sockets and now I have to have them packed with something that tastes like cloves. Ick!
The pain from the dry sockets was much worse than the pain from the initial extraction.
I'm wearing a holter monitor for the day because I was having some heart palpitations. It's annoying having all of these stickies on me and carrying around this power pack.
Tomorrow is going to be a crazy day. I have to get my teeth re-packed in the morning, drive all the way up to work (an hour with no traffic) work a few hours, get home in time to drop off the holter at the hospital, and come home to shave my legs because Mike is supposed to have tomorrow night off.
"Supposed to" is the key phrase there. But things are going well with his business. Really well, actually, so I can't bitch too much. It's nice being with a guy who has motivation and self direction.
Back in the day when we were just friends and working together, I would spent the better part of a 12-14 hour shift telling him that he was doing nothing with his life and he was so much better than what he was settling for. Every chance I got I would remind him that he won't be happy there and he had to find something else to do so he could feel successful.
Well he picked a fine time to go and take my advice! Doesn't he understand that I want to be the center of attention for just a little while! He can go and get busy when I'm bored with him.
Ho hum.
The pain from the dry sockets was much worse than the pain from the initial extraction.
I'm wearing a holter monitor for the day because I was having some heart palpitations. It's annoying having all of these stickies on me and carrying around this power pack.
Tomorrow is going to be a crazy day. I have to get my teeth re-packed in the morning, drive all the way up to work (an hour with no traffic) work a few hours, get home in time to drop off the holter at the hospital, and come home to shave my legs because Mike is supposed to have tomorrow night off.
"Supposed to" is the key phrase there. But things are going well with his business. Really well, actually, so I can't bitch too much. It's nice being with a guy who has motivation and self direction.
Back in the day when we were just friends and working together, I would spent the better part of a 12-14 hour shift telling him that he was doing nothing with his life and he was so much better than what he was settling for. Every chance I got I would remind him that he won't be happy there and he had to find something else to do so he could feel successful.
Well he picked a fine time to go and take my advice! Doesn't he understand that I want to be the center of attention for just a little while! He can go and get busy when I'm bored with him.
Ho hum.
Monday, July 03, 2006
July 4, 2006 12:39am
Lots to update on, but I'm a little sleepy.
The short version...
Since last week I have
1) Had my wisdom teeth taken out (all 4)
2) visited with my sisters who came for the weekend
3) had an amazing time with my twin niece and nephew (they're 4 years old)
4) cooked some absolutely fabulous meals
5)went to the beach!
6) thought about just how happy I am with my life and how wonderfully lucky I am
I'll explain more tomorrow. Right now I'm going to slip into bed between my 1200 thread count sheets that I got at a deal from overstock.com (hey, I may be a brat, but I'm still just a student) and dream sweet dreams.
And does anyone know what to do about the very, um, umcomfortable and long-lasting side effect one gets from percocet? If you know what I'm talking about then you probably know how to fix it. Help me please! I'm going to explode soon.
The short version...
Since last week I have
1) Had my wisdom teeth taken out (all 4)
2) visited with my sisters who came for the weekend
3) had an amazing time with my twin niece and nephew (they're 4 years old)
4) cooked some absolutely fabulous meals
5)went to the beach!
6) thought about just how happy I am with my life and how wonderfully lucky I am
I'll explain more tomorrow. Right now I'm going to slip into bed between my 1200 thread count sheets that I got at a deal from overstock.com (hey, I may be a brat, but I'm still just a student) and dream sweet dreams.
And does anyone know what to do about the very, um, umcomfortable and long-lasting side effect one gets from percocet? If you know what I'm talking about then you probably know how to fix it. Help me please! I'm going to explode soon.
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