Renee Montagene and Steve Inskeep woke me up this morning at 8 am. I roll over and look at the one pair of brown cotton pants bundles on the floor, the same pair that has been there for the past three days. I dont want to move them, and generally take a small leap over them into my closet as to avoid the potential spider that might still be lurking beneath the folds. I stare at the shelf of warn out cotton and unwashed jeans- I love casual day. I pulled down the tie dye shirt jess gave me to wear to class after my swim. I figure it is legit considering my physiology prof wears a nice white collared button down each day- that he himself has tie-dyed and perhaps warn a few dozen times past its expiration date. I shove the items into my trusty timbuck2 and head out to sandia pool, still bra-less in my PJ's- at least my teeth are brushed. Steve and Renee join me again in the car on the way to Los Altos pool. What a beautiful morning. Feels like the extension of the previous nights sunset. Enchanting. 50 degrees now, estimated to be 85 by the afternoon, I pull my things out of the trunk rummaging past a dried up milk bowl and a reflex hammer to find my goggles and dodge into the locker room and out to the pool hoping to catch an hour of laps before school. Lucky for me a lady is attempting to beach her self, pulling out of a lane just as I walk in. I jump in and breast stroke, aqua jog and kick my way through the morning, casually racing the finned man in the lane next to me. They all have snorkels and fins- what is going on. I am tempted to drift down to the bottom of the pool beneath them- just so they have something to look at- I mean I look almost tropical in my new blue and lime green suit. With my nostrils burning after inhaling a little too much water, and my throat parched I head back to the locker room. Sherry was showering when I came in- always up for a chat that sherry. "too cool too cool"
Seeing as my hair is always wet and slightly dreaded at this point I invested in some mouse. What they dont tell you is that unlike whipped cream, mouse continues to expand on your hand once you have squirted it out of the can. what I thought was a blob the size of my palm expanded and engulfed the entirety of my hand. with my hair now plastered I rinse my hand of the excess foam and jump back into the car to hear Steve and renee- this time on repeat. I flip through the four programed stations. Hip hop- "kiss me through the phone" next Classsic rock aka ACDC or scorpion, pop repeat playlist from an hour ago, and country. God bless texas. At the stop light I make an effort to watch the light as I cock my neck to see myself in the rear view mirror and put on crest white strips, the little gooballs smearing around my large almost pearly whites. At school I am careful to keep my smiles to a minimum as I still have 12 minutes before I can take off the strips and only 10 minutes until class starts. I am very sneaky and pull them off with out noticing, but what the box doesnt tell you is that it leaves behind this thick gooey film- and that is what makes it awkward as I run my index finger over my teeth and try to spit the excess into a tissue. Phew. 8:15 am.
my stomach is growling- during break I make a cereal parfait out of the three different kinds of cereal I have stashed in the break room- a layer of cheerios, a layer of granola, a layer of rice krispies- another layer of granola and cheerios- soy milk and a cherry please!
Gets me through pathophys. aaand I am hungry again- good thing tracie is next to me with a cheek full of seeds and a cup full of shells. Professional huh. eh. I'm only 22 what can you expect.
Ethics drags by- we sneak out to the parkinglot during our 10 minute break which we inadvertently make 15 minutes by playing a quick game of basketball- just trying to avoid vitamin D deficiency.
Back in the classroom for another grueling, drooling hour of ethics- listing to convoluted personal unethical stories from our past her prime prof. happens. still havent finished my assignment that was due at 10am this morning.
Wuhooo lunch. aaannooother bowl of cereal coming up! man do I eat a lot.
During lunch I made a run to my favorite stationary store and score a great card for mother's day along with some witty and wonderful post cards.
And baaack to class. Public health. At least I did well on the quiz, which is more than I can say about the patho quiz. barf. I play m&m squish with matt and decide whether the first m&m to crack suffered from a compound or simple fracture. just so you know orange is the weakest shell.
We watched Sicko today- I dont know how I feel about micheal moores films, I understand they are biased and one sided and meant for a reaction but they just kinda get me a little paranoid and frustrated.
I swung by the post office to mail mom's card swooped by my house for a brownie and back to school for clinical lab med- what freaking time is it now? 5 and still at school. Scariano man- what a freaking awesome prof. He told us about some helpful case studies online "consider it a gift- just call me santa clause, forget about Dr Scariano, just call me santa clause, or sometimes the easter bunny, but that already passed" hahah.
he told us the latest word from the gurus- and at 7:01 after squeezing in one last coag diagram set us free.
Beautiful evening- really. Despite my ITBS i headed over to the trails- I love warm desert nights. again. enchanting. The air felt good ( I did make an effort to charge my dead ipod- in a rush to catch the sunset it only gave me 17 minutes of play time, shame too, I have this new world music podcast I had downloaded and seemed so fitting for the evening) aaannyway.
Got home ate the last of the cookie dough ice cream while watching the end of "how to loose a guy in ten days" which I had been working my way through for the past ten days.
Chatted with Alex- who was praised by his attending physician and resident- it is a good thing to be recognized for your hard work and talent and I have never met someone as rich in intelligence, and as good natured as Alex. And it is true at the end of long days feeling overwhelmed by the expectations on me by my school and myself that are impossible to live up to, I am sometimes overwhelmed by his abilities because it can be a lot to be around someone so impressive and smart and together- but I had a really nice conversation with E- and she put things back into perspective, and shared with me about the neat things she has wandered her way into with a strong stride and head up and arms extending out to the world.
Ok. I can feel the salt on my arms from the sweat still nestled in my pores, my eyes are a little droopy from exhaustion, and my heart anxious about the upcoming week. But I am happy as a clam- and for that I say cheers and good night!
Seeing as my hair is always wet and slightly dreaded at this point I invested in some mouse. What they dont tell you is that unlike whipped cream, mouse continues to expand on your hand once you have squirted it out of the can. what I thought was a blob the size of my palm expanded and engulfed the entirety of my hand. with my hair now plastered I rinse my hand of the excess foam and jump back into the car to hear Steve and renee- this time on repeat. I flip through the four programed stations. Hip hop- "kiss me through the phone" next Classsic rock aka ACDC or scorpion, pop repeat playlist from an hour ago, and country. God bless texas. At the stop light I make an effort to watch the light as I cock my neck to see myself in the rear view mirror and put on crest white strips, the little gooballs smearing around my large almost pearly whites. At school I am careful to keep my smiles to a minimum as I still have 12 minutes before I can take off the strips and only 10 minutes until class starts. I am very sneaky and pull them off with out noticing, but what the box doesnt tell you is that it leaves behind this thick gooey film- and that is what makes it awkward as I run my index finger over my teeth and try to spit the excess into a tissue. Phew. 8:15 am.
my stomach is growling- during break I make a cereal parfait out of the three different kinds of cereal I have stashed in the break room- a layer of cheerios, a layer of granola, a layer of rice krispies- another layer of granola and cheerios- soy milk and a cherry please!
Gets me through pathophys. aaand I am hungry again- good thing tracie is next to me with a cheek full of seeds and a cup full of shells. Professional huh. eh. I'm only 22 what can you expect.
Ethics drags by- we sneak out to the parkinglot during our 10 minute break which we inadvertently make 15 minutes by playing a quick game of basketball- just trying to avoid vitamin D deficiency.
Back in the classroom for another grueling, drooling hour of ethics- listing to convoluted personal unethical stories from our past her prime prof. happens. still havent finished my assignment that was due at 10am this morning.
Wuhooo lunch. aaannooother bowl of cereal coming up! man do I eat a lot.
During lunch I made a run to my favorite stationary store and score a great card for mother's day along with some witty and wonderful post cards.
And baaack to class. Public health. At least I did well on the quiz, which is more than I can say about the patho quiz. barf. I play m&m squish with matt and decide whether the first m&m to crack suffered from a compound or simple fracture. just so you know orange is the weakest shell.
We watched Sicko today- I dont know how I feel about micheal moores films, I understand they are biased and one sided and meant for a reaction but they just kinda get me a little paranoid and frustrated.
I swung by the post office to mail mom's card swooped by my house for a brownie and back to school for clinical lab med- what freaking time is it now? 5 and still at school. Scariano man- what a freaking awesome prof. He told us about some helpful case studies online "consider it a gift- just call me santa clause, forget about Dr Scariano, just call me santa clause, or sometimes the easter bunny, but that already passed" hahah.
he told us the latest word from the gurus- and at 7:01 after squeezing in one last coag diagram set us free.
Beautiful evening- really. Despite my ITBS i headed over to the trails- I love warm desert nights. again. enchanting. The air felt good ( I did make an effort to charge my dead ipod- in a rush to catch the sunset it only gave me 17 minutes of play time, shame too, I have this new world music podcast I had downloaded and seemed so fitting for the evening) aaannyway.
Got home ate the last of the cookie dough ice cream while watching the end of "how to loose a guy in ten days" which I had been working my way through for the past ten days.
Chatted with Alex- who was praised by his attending physician and resident- it is a good thing to be recognized for your hard work and talent and I have never met someone as rich in intelligence, and as good natured as Alex. And it is true at the end of long days feeling overwhelmed by the expectations on me by my school and myself that are impossible to live up to, I am sometimes overwhelmed by his abilities because it can be a lot to be around someone so impressive and smart and together- but I had a really nice conversation with E- and she put things back into perspective, and shared with me about the neat things she has wandered her way into with a strong stride and head up and arms extending out to the world.
Ok. I can feel the salt on my arms from the sweat still nestled in my pores, my eyes are a little droopy from exhaustion, and my heart anxious about the upcoming week. But I am happy as a clam- and for that I say cheers and good night!
