Porch lights & other glorious things

Freedom. This is amazing. Free time without guilt. I just got back from a $1 movie. The porch light was left on for me. I miss this. Relaxing, hanging out with friends, and being somewhat normal.

Roller Coaster

This week has been quite a roller coaster. While every student in my class looked forward to a glorious break from the grueling grind of med school, we all had a final looming over our head. We all seemed to remain somewhat stable and tried to carry on. Then, the unthinkable occurred - the micro department miscalculated our grades, which made my grade take a turn for the worst - failing... Thankfully, it was a miscalculation, but it took them a good 24 hours to figure it out and three days to fix it. I must say that this thwarted whatever Christmas spirit I had for a day or so... Then, we had our final Thursday morning. Difficult. Long. Whatever. Then, I frantically packed what I could yesterday, so the MOST amazing people in the world could help me move. (They truly are amazing - thanks for the help!!!) However, the moving process was interrupted by a trip to a neurosurgeon in town, which I had been waiting to see.

To my peeps:

As I sit here avoiding the inevitable (studying), I can't help but think about all the wonderful, supportive people that I have in my life. My friends and family are amazing, whether they have known me for a mere year and a half or my whole life. There's been quite a bit of drama around me lately. I have not been a part of it, but many of my friends have had a hard time. After examining my life, I realize that I have amazing people in my life. My family and friends are some of the most understanding people of my life. Even my brother's-in-law mother sent me a card when I first started med school and was having a hard time. Almost every single person is understanding when I cut a conversation short, grumble about studying all the time, and become irritated easily. They just support me and listen to my insanity. For those of you reading this, thank you for being wonderful. I know that I am constantly whiny and may not appreciate your honesty. But today, I say thank you, which does not seem like enough... Oh, and MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!

Thanksgiving

Well, this is officially my first Thanksgiving away from home. I must say that I was a little sad not getting to hang out with the fam, especially since they went to Dallas to see my aunt & cousins! It seems that this year will just have to be the year that plans fall through. I did not go to t-town or NOLA as planned this month. I have missed out on a lot, but hopefully I will regain some control next year... Maybe?

Thanksgiving was great b/c I hung out with Elizabeth & her family. Priyal & Britni tagged along as well, and we all invaded the Donahue Thanksgiving bash. There were a ton of kids there! There was this little girl, Sarah (around 3 years old). She was so funny. You could tell that she was going to have a serious tude when she grows up! I don't really blame her, considering that she has 5 older brothers. She called all of us "her girls" and "her friends" all night. It was really funny. I just about cried I was laughing so hard, especially when she told Elizabeth that she didn't match. She would also tell us that we were a Disney princess or fairy.... One of her older brothers (4 year old) was chasing us around all night, slashing us up with his imaginary claws (he was a fox). She got upset and told him, "You are evil. Stop chasing my girls and eating my girls!" While the stress of our upcoming test did not completely leave my mind, I am very glad that a family was so willing to accept 3 medical students into their family for Thanksgiving dinner. Now, back to fungi & parasites!

Rediscover

Sadly, no Tuscaloosa for me. Instead, my mom & grandmother came down for the weekend. Long story. We watched the LSU game, and I almost had an anxiety attack. My litte sister laughed at me when I told her that I called Dad like 8 times during the game. My friend Michael said that he was going to have heart problems due to UA football. Needless to say, we all made it through.

Yet another test awaits as I sit here typing away. (Yes, I am avoiding the pathology powerpoint about the ovary...) I was thinking about how people have different aspects to their personalities. The more you talk to them, the more you see. It's kind of like standing in front of a painting. The longer you stand there, the more you realized that you would have missed if you just went waltzing by. Sometimes, though, we forget about all the different things that make us who we are. Sometimes I feel like I am just working one portion of my personality - the science interested part. In fact, I think it's overworked. I remembered this week that there's more to me than that. Strange how one conversation makes you realize something about who you are. It's kind of like discovering a CD that you knew you had but forgot about. I like the tune. I can't wait for break when I really get to think and talk about something else - like silly things... :)

Good News

I have survived, and I don't have a blood or lymphoid neoplasm (that I know of...). I have a week or so to recover. The plan: go to T-town for the LSU vs. UA game. I am soooo stoked! I get to hang out with my friends that are there (minus Bonbon, sad times). Sarah has also informed me that she is gracing me with her presence. So, if you are in T-town and want to meet my crazy little sister, please contact me!! Haha.... Plus, a bunch of people from my class are going to be there. Can't wait! T-town, here I come...

I am convinced...

that I will die from either a blood, lymphoid, or myeloid disorder because I can't learn any of it for this freaking path test. Yes, it is the day before the test. Yes, I am whining. Why? Because I am reaching the point of no return. You know, when you reach a point where nothing else will fit into your brain.... There's just one problem - I haven't learned the material. Like, I recognize names. That's about it. (So, I'm being a little dramatic...) My brain hurts. My back hurts, and I am tired of staring at notes. I am leaving my apt. Hopefully, I will regain some sanity. Maybe isolated study is not for me.... I might just loose my mind before our next test. (that would be next Monday...) If you happen to loose contact with me, I am most like dead from a heme/oncology attack or have entered the loony bin....