P.S -- Charlie Manuel sucks!
Don't you just wish that you could turn off your mind sometimes? Wouldn't it be fantastic to be able to shut down all those thoughts and feelings running through your mind when you're lying in bed trying desperately to sleep/study/eat/relax? If you figure out how, let me know!!!!!
This past weekend was enjoyable, but far too fleeting. After class on Friday I went to the club fair and joined three clubs (SOMA, OB/GYN, and Family Practice); unfortunately, I can't join the fraternity/sorority (Sigma Sigma Phi) until the spring because they need my grades seeing as how they're the honors/service frat. That's ok, though. I'm considering joining the actual sorority too, but I think I'm going to talk to a few of my classmates that have joined and determine whether or not it's really for me before I pay the dues and all that nonsense. Mom was gracious enough to quiz me with my new, super-cool flashcards later that evening. Saturday's wedding was fantastic...Pat and Kristen were way too cute! This old girl definitely over did it on the dancing (scary mental picture, I know)...going home later that evening after all the parties/after-parties was quite a chore.
Yesterday I returned to my lovely little apartment in the Philadelphia 'burbs after having gone (on 3 hours sleep, mind you!) to see 'The 40 Year Old Virgin' with my parents and Zach. I can't believe my little brother is leaving for COLLEGE in only 5 days...how can this be??? I can remember sitting in the rose garden at Whittier one sunny fall Sunday afternoon (because that's when I used to call home) and freaking out because he had just gotten his driver's permit and was learning on my car (the old one, not Carlotta, of course). Time flies!
I also took a nice leisurely stroll down 'Memory Lane' this weekend (which is now directly responsible for my stress headache and the unconscious grinding of my teeth that is flaring up again). How is it that someone can have such an intense affect on your life, almost without you ever knowing it? How is it possible to wake up one unsuspecting morning and not have the foggiest idea where you are (hahaha, med school) or how you got there (dumb luck?!) but know exactly who was by your side for the journey, good times and bad? It's such a new and vulnerable feeling to me...this idea that, although completely out of your control, you somehow eat/sleep/breathe this person and know them just as well as you know yourself. Why is that? What does it mean?!? I'll be honest. It used to really freak me out at first...I've found I'm scared to know I'm always on your mind...but I'm getting better. Now, all I want to do is get to the bottom of it all; figure out what it means and where to go from here. Until then I'll just keep praying every night for strength to believe and that I may be afforded the same respect and unguarded honesty that I have been trying so very very very hard to display.
So who's gonna come visit me in my cool new apartment and entertain me so that I don't write stupid entries like this anymore?!?!?
*wink, wink*
This past weekend was enjoyable, but far too fleeting. After class on Friday I went to the club fair and joined three clubs (SOMA, OB/GYN, and Family Practice); unfortunately, I can't join the fraternity/sorority (Sigma Sigma Phi) until the spring because they need my grades seeing as how they're the honors/service frat. That's ok, though. I'm considering joining the actual sorority too, but I think I'm going to talk to a few of my classmates that have joined and determine whether or not it's really for me before I pay the dues and all that nonsense. Mom was gracious enough to quiz me with my new, super-cool flashcards later that evening. Saturday's wedding was fantastic...Pat and Kristen were way too cute! This old girl definitely over did it on the dancing (scary mental picture, I know)...going home later that evening after all the parties/after-parties was quite a chore.
Yesterday I returned to my lovely little apartment in the Philadelphia 'burbs after having gone (on 3 hours sleep, mind you!) to see 'The 40 Year Old Virgin' with my parents and Zach. I can't believe my little brother is leaving for COLLEGE in only 5 days...how can this be??? I can remember sitting in the rose garden at Whittier one sunny fall Sunday afternoon (because that's when I used to call home) and freaking out because he had just gotten his driver's permit and was learning on my car (the old one, not Carlotta, of course). Time flies!
I also took a nice leisurely stroll down 'Memory Lane' this weekend (which is now directly responsible for my stress headache and the unconscious grinding of my teeth that is flaring up again). How is it that someone can have such an intense affect on your life, almost without you ever knowing it? How is it possible to wake up one unsuspecting morning and not have the foggiest idea where you are (hahaha, med school) or how you got there (dumb luck?!) but know exactly who was by your side for the journey, good times and bad? It's such a new and vulnerable feeling to me...this idea that, although completely out of your control, you somehow eat/sleep/breathe this person and know them just as well as you know yourself. Why is that? What does it mean?!? I'll be honest. It used to really freak me out at first...I've found I'm scared to know I'm always on your mind...but I'm getting better. Now, all I want to do is get to the bottom of it all; figure out what it means and where to go from here. Until then I'll just keep praying every night for strength to believe and that I may be afforded the same respect and unguarded honesty that I have been trying so very very very hard to display.
So who's gonna come visit me in my cool new apartment and entertain me so that I don't write stupid entries like this anymore?!?!?
*wink, wink*