Do you ever have one of those days when you woke up, and was like "today is probably going to be a bad day." And it came true? I wonder how much of it is a self-fulfilling prophecy, and how much of it is this supernatural VOODOO.
Either way, life goes on, I suppose.
I really want to sleeeeeep.
Friday, September 29, 2006
Sunday, September 24, 2006
Interview then the FLIGHT FROM HELL
So I flew to Nashville all by my lonesome. I just got back like a few hours ago, and I still have that southern twang, which is really weird on me. I really like it, though. Anyway, The south is just SO different. Everyone was so friendly and nice; I got in at like 11 pm and ended up chatting w/ the janitor for like half an hour. He kept on telling me about the one Chinese man he worked for and offered to introduce me to the lone chinese man in the 100 radius range of Nashville. It was sweet in a strange sort of way.
Then when I was going to my interview, random people just go "Good luck at your medical school interview, honey!" one lady told me i looked beautiful haha. I like how everyone know I was going to interview.
And the students were really happy! WOW! I really really raelly liked Vandy - it's honestly like a med school version of Chadwick. Yes yes, I complained a lot about Wick but ultimately, it was defintely the place for me. Then my interivew DUM DUM DUUUUUM
we just chatted most of the time - he was telling me about how kickass the school was. I had fallen in love with it anyway. I hope I get in, I really like the school. But at this point I did all I could :)
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Then my flight.
So there was this storm throughout the midwest and the south, you might have seen it on the news? Yeah, that one. Everyone's flight was delayed, and my flight got cancelled, yay.
Long story short - I got back 12 hours after I was supposed to. They sent me to SFO and sent my baggage to Oakland, and when I got to Oakland, my bags didn't show up till later. And I hadn't eaten for like many many hours, so my stomach was all achy and stuff when I got back to Berkeley FINALLY at like 11. I bolted to Gypsy's and I got that damned chicken salad again. But it was good this time, mostly because I would've eaten anything at this point.
It's all said and done though, and I actually got a lot of work done just sitting at the airport, haha. I'll just finish it up tomorrow. Oh man.
I'm gunna be so busy - this trip was really exhausting.
So I flew to Nashville all by my lonesome. I just got back like a few hours ago, and I still have that southern twang, which is really weird on me. I really like it, though. Anyway, The south is just SO different. Everyone was so friendly and nice; I got in at like 11 pm and ended up chatting w/ the janitor for like half an hour. He kept on telling me about the one Chinese man he worked for and offered to introduce me to the lone chinese man in the 100 radius range of Nashville. It was sweet in a strange sort of way.
Then when I was going to my interview, random people just go "Good luck at your medical school interview, honey!" one lady told me i looked beautiful haha. I like how everyone know I was going to interview.
And the students were really happy! WOW! I really really raelly liked Vandy - it's honestly like a med school version of Chadwick. Yes yes, I complained a lot about Wick but ultimately, it was defintely the place for me. Then my interivew DUM DUM DUUUUUM
we just chatted most of the time - he was telling me about how kickass the school was. I had fallen in love with it anyway. I hope I get in, I really like the school. But at this point I did all I could :)
--
Then my flight.
So there was this storm throughout the midwest and the south, you might have seen it on the news? Yeah, that one. Everyone's flight was delayed, and my flight got cancelled, yay.
Long story short - I got back 12 hours after I was supposed to. They sent me to SFO and sent my baggage to Oakland, and when I got to Oakland, my bags didn't show up till later. And I hadn't eaten for like many many hours, so my stomach was all achy and stuff when I got back to Berkeley FINALLY at like 11. I bolted to Gypsy's and I got that damned chicken salad again. But it was good this time, mostly because I would've eaten anything at this point.
It's all said and done though, and I actually got a lot of work done just sitting at the airport, haha. I'll just finish it up tomorrow. Oh man.
I'm gunna be so busy - this trip was really exhausting.
Friday, September 15, 2006
Update on LIFE!
So: I'm pretty happy with my interviewing stuff for med school - though I'm never gunna be at school and I'm going to fail out. hehe. I mean, that's not funny. So far I'm doing pretty well, I haven't been rejected YET (life's not perfect, but it's been pretty good so far).
I feel it's ok to celebrate here: I got an interview at Vanderbilt, UCSD, UMichigan, NYU, and UCSF! I also did a phone interview w/ Mayo last week - that was scary. We'll see if they want me back for round two... oy.
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Project Runway:
I reaaaaally like Laura, she's so cool. A lot of people say that she's a bitch tho :(, and yeah, she is, but she's like "I'm not gunna put up with your shit," type of "bitch" not really the "I'm drama drama drama."
WHY THE FUCK did they bring those two back. It was horrible. Though Vincent is hilarious. His delusions of grandeur are the best thing I've ever seen. Angela is just kinda, sad. She makes me sad.
And Jeff, the guy with the tattoo on his neck, is so annoying. BLAH. His whole I'm a rockstar drug addict bullshit, oh shut up, you whiny little ... *mutter mutter*
--
I read a short story on how this coach in the Little League paid one of his players to knock out a mentally disabled kid (who was also a player) so that the team could win. What a dumb prick. It's the little leagues, not the world championship. It's so Tonya Harding except 200000 times more stupid. People like that, I'm just like, why are you such an inhuman horrible person?
I don't believe in the death penalty nor do I really trust in our justice system, but, sometimes, I wish that they had capital punishments like "swift kick in the balls x number of times."
So: I'm pretty happy with my interviewing stuff for med school - though I'm never gunna be at school and I'm going to fail out. hehe. I mean, that's not funny. So far I'm doing pretty well, I haven't been rejected YET (life's not perfect, but it's been pretty good so far).
I feel it's ok to celebrate here: I got an interview at Vanderbilt, UCSD, UMichigan, NYU, and UCSF! I also did a phone interview w/ Mayo last week - that was scary. We'll see if they want me back for round two... oy.
--
Project Runway:
I reaaaaally like Laura, she's so cool. A lot of people say that she's a bitch tho :(, and yeah, she is, but she's like "I'm not gunna put up with your shit," type of "bitch" not really the "I'm drama drama drama."
WHY THE FUCK did they bring those two back. It was horrible. Though Vincent is hilarious. His delusions of grandeur are the best thing I've ever seen. Angela is just kinda, sad. She makes me sad.
And Jeff, the guy with the tattoo on his neck, is so annoying. BLAH. His whole I'm a rockstar drug addict bullshit, oh shut up, you whiny little ... *mutter mutter*
--
I read a short story on how this coach in the Little League paid one of his players to knock out a mentally disabled kid (who was also a player) so that the team could win. What a dumb prick. It's the little leagues, not the world championship. It's so Tonya Harding except 200000 times more stupid. People like that, I'm just like, why are you such an inhuman horrible person?
I don't believe in the death penalty nor do I really trust in our justice system, but, sometimes, I wish that they had capital punishments like "swift kick in the balls x number of times."
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