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I am re-taking the MCAT this coming Saturday and it feels totally different this time. It doesn't feel real, almost. And, unlike last time, I'm not petrified of it. I'm more confident now that I know what to expect and I know what I need to work on (which I've been doing and unfortunately JUST LIKE last time, its draining me of energy as well as my social life).
I got two rejections over the past two weeks, and I laughed. They were expected. No skin off my back. It's when the schools I expect to NOT reject me reject me that I'll be upset.
I've been on a boot-buying kick. In the past two weeks, I've bought three different pairs. Excessive much? Damn you, Lord & Taylor with your post-holiday sales that put the most beautiful and most expensive fully-priced boots on clearance at 60% off. Damn you, saleswoman, for speaking the truth and telling me that they look amazing on and that you own a pair yourself and that they're so comfortable.
I've been doing other nasty things lately besides spending too much money...like sleeping in every day and not going to the gym. That's one of the many perils of having late work hours: its so effortless to just decide to stay in bed later than the rest of the working world just because you can. I don't get much accomplished this way, but even though I think its a disgusting habit, I'm too preoccupied with other things (see: MCAT paragraph above) to care right now.
My new years resolution - or one of them, rather - was to see more Broadway shows and thus far, I am fulfilling it. Over the next two weeks I am seeing A Chorus Line and Sunday in the Park with George, the latter especially making me giddy with excitement. Yay for having a job that can support my ridiculous hobbies. Yay for being able to sleep in if I should feel like it. Yay for not stressing out over a silly little test.
I got two rejections over the past two weeks, and I laughed. They were expected. No skin off my back. It's when the schools I expect to NOT reject me reject me that I'll be upset.
I've been on a boot-buying kick. In the past two weeks, I've bought three different pairs. Excessive much? Damn you, Lord & Taylor with your post-holiday sales that put the most beautiful and most expensive fully-priced boots on clearance at 60% off. Damn you, saleswoman, for speaking the truth and telling me that they look amazing on and that you own a pair yourself and that they're so comfortable.
I've been doing other nasty things lately besides spending too much money...like sleeping in every day and not going to the gym. That's one of the many perils of having late work hours: its so effortless to just decide to stay in bed later than the rest of the working world just because you can. I don't get much accomplished this way, but even though I think its a disgusting habit, I'm too preoccupied with other things (see: MCAT paragraph above) to care right now.
My new years resolution - or one of them, rather - was to see more Broadway shows and thus far, I am fulfilling it. Over the next two weeks I am seeing A Chorus Line and Sunday in the Park with George, the latter especially making me giddy with excitement. Yay for having a job that can support my ridiculous hobbies. Yay for being able to sleep in if I should feel like it. Yay for not stressing out over a silly little test.