"We are nowhere and its now"
Here you are Alaina, your long awaited update. Though, I think I've told you everything that will be included in this post, but who knows, maybe i'll start rambling about something else.
Well, let's see. Since the last update, work and grad school stuff has pretty much consumed my life. At the end of May, I averaged 10 hours a day and that includes days off. But, thanks to taxes i still have nothing to show for it. I took the GRE after a huge hassel including a flat tire and $230(loonngg story but in short, i learned my lesson from lying). I did really well on the math section, subpar on the verbal, and i am awaiting my writing scores but i feel semi-confident about them. I also turned in my big online application for grad school. It feels great to have that done. The next step is to complete the supplementary applications some schools require. I also have to call the schools, put a voice to a name. I ended up applying to 5 schools: two longshots - Duke and Emory in Atlanta, three i can get into-St. Francis, Western Michigan, and Medical College of Ohio. The whole process cost me $480 so far, plus another $25 for Emory's supp application. It is no wonder i never have money.
I went home for Memorial Day. It was a good time. If I wasn't outside tanning, studying for the GRE, playing basketball, tennis, or hitting baseballs with my cousin and dad, I was out at the local bar scene. I finally made my first trip to Mr. Beefys and I have a pretty cool glass to show for it. I also spent a lot of time at Dale's and made a trip to downtown Toledo one night. Can't have a summer trip home without hitting up Dale's and the Boar. I also reunited with some highschool friends. It was my friend Kirsten's 21st bday and her mom threw a surprise party. It was defiantely a surprise. I was worried about it feeling strange around them since i haven't talked to those people in forever. It wasn't at all though. I was especially excited to see one of my first friends i made upon moving to the 'burg in 6th grade. The night ended in grand style with a little visit by the Pburg police. Shefali and I decided to be sneaky and park by the pool and just walk to Kirsten's through the backyards. Well, upon returning to the car, two police cars pull up and block me in. One gets out after a good 30 seconds of just sitting there. He shines the light on us and asked what we were up to. I said we had just been to a surprise party. Honesty with authorities is something I've learned from experience, haha. The cop was stupid, he just chatted with us, and said, "Well, i wanted to make sure you girls weren't up to any vandalism with your sandals on and all." WHAT? I have no idea. The funniest part was he never once asked us if alcohol was at the party or if we had been drinking (we weren't but still) and Shefali had a can of lemonade wrapped in a napkin in her hand. Hysterical.
The biggest thing that happened when I was home was getting my haircut. That's right, I finally did it. Ten whole inches, gone, just like that. I dontated it to Locks of Love and I am sure I made someone's day. Click below (WARNING - these pictures were taken by an amateaur in the wee hours of the morning):
HAIRCUT
Since the beginning of June, I have felt like my life was a Sex and the City episode. The way things have evolved with people is something straight out of a movie. Also, all these people just showed up out of no where. Definately strange. One of these people was stalkerman. He was standing at the door of bluebird when steve and i went the other night. I put my head down and didn't look at him. By listening to him talk to people around him, he was very intoxicated. I don't think he saw me and I am pretty sure I have the haircut to thank for that one. Steve offered to just go home but I am not letting stalker boy stop me from having fun. Plus, it is really my own fault that I can't run into him without wanting to hide. I am ashamed for not just being honest with him, but rather, pulling the same thing on him, i've had done to me before. I just run away from it. This is one of the many reasons I relate so well to Big on Sex and the City. Eric and I have been hanging out more often since we are neighbors and all. Through him, I met a boy, really liked boy, and boy pissed me off so I am not talking to boy right now. I think I have a good handle on people and I understand them, and then, boom, they go all weird on ya. Oh well. I'm really not that upset about it. I mean it lasted all of 4 days, haha. Plus, it made me realize how important other people are to me. I think maybe sometimes it takes mistakes and people being inaccessible to you for you to realize what kind of role they played in your life and how much they mean to you. That probably doesnt make sense, but I am sure you can all relate somehow. Enough of that.
Finally, I've lost another friend to another country. Vanessa left for South Korea last week. She did give me a very pleasant drunk dial one morning, followed by a very nice email. Kristy has been emailing regularly and her backpacking trip in Europe is amazing so far. It is really undescribable and that is just the impression i get from e-mails. I can't imagine what it is like really being there.
Ok, i work another 12 hours at the Promptcare tomorrow. After Friday, I will clock 45 hours for the week. Then, I have an entire week off, but i follow that up with 8 out of 9 days of work, 3-5 of those being 12 hour shifts. Lovely.
June bday shout-outs: Happy 21st to Jessica Nunn and Mike Malik!