So, not to be just always in a shitty mood, but today sucked as well. (other than I got a new computer which rocks b/c my other one completely crashed on me).
I know I keep talking about my high blood pressure and high heart rate, but I really needed to get a womanly check up done so I made an appointment at the school medical clinic, and I'd figure I'd ask them about these other issues (just to finally lay to rest my increasingly terrible paranoia about mine and my friends/families health). Well, low and behold the first reading they take for my blood pressure is 155/118 (for those non-medical girls, this is BAD, this is stage 2 hypertensive), we decided to take a series of pressures both manually and with the machine and my blood pressure was continually elevated (although not to this degree). "We" then decided to take an EKG, and then run some other tests. I'm thinking, ok this is scary, I didn't realize my blood pressure was that high and, really, I don't feel like I'm an unhealthy person...but ok. So, we take the EKG and the seemingly wonderful PA who is my "doctor" (sorry to be snide) doesn't know how to read them. All she sees on the read out is that I have an irregular rhythm and the print out says something along the lines that I have an abnormal EKG. She then immediately wants to refer me out, and doesn't even give me advice as to what to do from now and when I go and see the cardiologist. So, I'm freaking out even more, because unlike her, I CAN read an EKG, and it looks like I have bradycardia (random) with Type I mobitz SA block with ST elevation in the posterior leads. So, all I really know is how to read it and just the very bad things these could mean (myocardial infarct, sudden death, etc. etc). Ok, the sudden death is me being melodramatic, but seriously Kim, what the hell does this mean?!? What can I do, and I'm honestly a lot less stressed out about this now because this happened this morning, but I am really scared. I do NOT need this right now...
On the flip side, we are going to Disneyland to celebrate our 1 year on Friday (it was the best time we had off). It's corny, but amazing, and the good times with Brent definitely outweigh the bad. So we will see. I continually just need to stay positive, because the negativity is obviously affecting my health.
Love you all.
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Sunday, September 27, 2009
Holy Moly, look at all i've been missing!
So I might have just changed the group's photo to one of myself. Since it is semi-late and I have quite a bit I want to do before bed, I am not going to try and teach myself the ins-and-outs of blogger. Or how to get it set up on my gmail...Kimmie? how do i make my own account?
HI GIRLS.
it was so great to read through all of your blogs. Chris set this up right as I was leaving for California/the Midwest in August so I honestly forgot about it. Now I am sooooo excited for it.
I can seriously hear each of your voices as I read the posts...it definitely brings me closer to all of you.
right now, as most of you know, things are super hectic. actually, as i just started writing about all of it, i got all stressed, so i am going to focus on fun things.
kimmie and i had a wonderful picnic today off the banks of some cutesie beach in Lake O which my friends from out of town discovered. Apparently most of Lake O knows about it and i am just silly.
today i went and played SOCCER on a rec team. The son of one of my coworkers is in a league and i promised i would play for them. the last two weekends i didnt make it out (i realized shin guards were mandatory....hahaha). thanks to kimmie, who lent me hers today, i finally made it out. in sneakers. which everyone was super impressed by? is it harder to play in sneaks? probably less traction. i was so nervous because i have not played soccer since soph. year of h.s. when i got a concussion and brought my soccer career to an end. i mean, i was scared i'd have no ball handling skills. and i was worried about my bad ankle from a few years ago. and the fact that i dont have regular insurance if something were to happen. in the end, all was well. i played a ton, got my fair share of ball-time and it was fun. my butt feels great. going to do it again next weekend. yay!
yesterday i coached my 8th grade and 7th grade teams at a vball tourney all day. it was cute. they are cute. i get along with them well. i will normally be coaching just the 7th grade team and i hand-picked girls who i wanted to establish closer relationships with...call it mentorship. the opportunities to connect with these girls as their coach both in school and on the court is awesome. i basically get to keep them accountable for their school work, hang out with them, pull them out of class to have informal mentoring sessions when needed and encourage them on the court. it's wonderful. last week after one of the practices there were rumors of a fight that was going to break out between one of the vball girls and an arch nemesis. long story short...one of the asst. coaches of the other team (a parent) and i had to run across the park which is adjacent to our school in order to chase a group of kids down who were running from us. i hopped a fence, tore my shorts and finally caught up to a bunch. i gave them hell. then i ran around to the front of the school where the asst. coach was attempting to get the two girls to talk. they had migrated into a gravel alleyway. i ran over, was in between them. then, PUNCHES AND NAILS broke out. awesome. i was right in the middle. we restrained one of the girls. it was just so much fun, let me tell ya, didnt leave work till 7:45 (practice was over at 6:30). STREET CRED.
what else? oh. san diego. so for those of you that don't know....when i was in israel i met a boy from san diego. we were friends during the trip, i found him to be very intriguing and interesting, i began developing some feelings...and the last night we drunkenly hooked up. ok...fast forward 2.5 months. since the day we got off the plane, i have been in an exclusive texting relationship with this character. some of you know this already...and the extent to which it is absurd. we text each other every day. in the past 2.5 months there have maybe been less than 10 days where we havent texted (and that was in july). we also began emailing occasionally. i have not heard his voice since july 13th. yet over the past two months we have gotten to know each other well, aka enough to keep whatever it is we have going, going.
this "relationship" has been roller coastery due to the following reasons:
a. our means of communication...texting/emailing leaves a lot of room for misinterpretation
b. the fact that both of us are sassy (he is dry and witty, which can come off douchy)
c. me finally getting fed up with all of the above.
that all being said, i have decided to go visit him in san diego. (i am sparing all the unnecessary paragraphs of other details). this has been a contentious topic between my mother and i, plus i have been going back and forth and back and forth on it. why isn't HE coming to portland? why am I the one to always put myself out there? etc. etc. my mom obviously is throwing the dave situation in my face. and telling me it's against "moral principles" and such. i am doing a good job holding my ground. i need to make my own decisions and learn from my own actions, not listen to some sort of obscure "principle." when she really didnt know what to do anymore she was like, "fine i'll see what your father thinks." while i didnt listen to the conversation, she came back defeated. dad thinks i'm a smart girl who can make her own decisions. smart or not, i have nothing to lose. jonathan is an incredibly smart, witty and interesting person. he has a rocky history, of which i know a bit. he admitted to me in israel that he hasn't been the same person ever since his cousin, who was like a brother, died last fall. he is more reserved and serious because of this. he puts up a bit of a front to protect himself. but i am attracted to his personality. i see in my and his relationship something very similar to the relationship i have with pat moran, who just understands and completes my thoughts.
all this being said, "the resistance" kicked in. i told jonathan i was apprehensive about coming via FB chat a few hours ago. it just felt that me flying there was like presenting him with a silver platter. when his responses didn't make me feel better, i didnt know what to say. i was upset. i asked him to please let me know when it was that i could stop making a case for him in my mind. that was vague and passive-aggressive on my part. it's been over two months of buildup, though. i dont know how to handle it. because he is more emotionally reserved, i need to make sure he ihe's made efforts. quite a few of them. and i know it's not his style to be all excitey. despite this i got all angsty and passive-aggresive...i called him self-entitled. not so cool- he felt my passive aggressiveness. he told me he wasnt the freak-out type. that said, he then told me that "everyday that i hear from you i smile at having such a unique like-minded friend." he asked what i wanted. i finally i told him i needed to know he was excited about me coming. and he did in a cute way. and with that i was consoled. and i felt like a girl. and i dont like feeling like a girl. but oh well. tomorrow i check with bosses to make sure i can leave and then i buy the ticket.
i am ridiculous. and optimistic. and if nothing else, i just want to spend time with this person who i have felt understands me and i him, in person.
some of you have listened to me go off and off and off about the jonathan sitch and for that i am sorry, but also thank you. i feel 12, but at the same time, feel good. there is something drawing me there, whether it is a friendship or more.
so my friends, that is a NOVEL. i am sorry. time to sleep. i love you all so much.
The view from the wagon
I never thought I'd ever feel the need to pledge sobriety, but I haven't had a drink of alcohol for 14 days now. Which is probably twice as long as I've ever gone without drinking alcohol since my freshman year of collage. I mostly just wanted to prove to myself that I could do it, which was not so much an exercise of not consuming alcohol as much as it has been proving to myself that I can go out, hang out, and meet new people even when I'm sober. I also had an amazing moment realizing my self-control when I cordially turned down offers for drinks from friends when I went out for Last Thursday, an event I would normal expect myself to get at least slightly-sloshed attending.
Frankly, going through this break-up with J, I cannot go to bed alone at night even the slightest bit intoxicated without wallowing in self-pity and pathetic loneliness. Going to bed sober and lonely is a much more reflective and wholesome experience. Its been an exercise in my self will and reassurance in the fact that I am above my habit. But don't worry, I am not vowing an eternity of sobriety, and will be back off the wagon soon :0) I'm leaving for New York on Friday (wooo-whooo!!) and I plan on allowing myself drinks while I'm there.
J and I are on good terms. We haven't talked in just under two weeks, but have sent each other some emails. Two weeks prior we had quite the blow-up after our shenanigans of not being together, but continuing to mess around failed. Surprising, right. We had smoothed things over on the realization that we really shouldn't be talking to each other and hanging out etc. while emotions are still so raw. The few (3) emails have been mostly just little updates on how we are doing, but he did decide to mention in his last email that he misses me and does truly hope for us to be "part of each others lives" in the future. I feel the same way, but hearing this from him makes it harder to get over it. And he knows that. I'm just trying to actually move on. And its still really hard right now. I still catch myself running scenarios through my head of how we could still make it work. Ugh. Em, when you wished for me that I'd find another guy soon to get me through this, I thought that was silly, but I really think finding another guy to fixate on is the only thing that's going to get me out of this cycle!
In other news:
My little sister, Haley, got busted drinking in the dorms her 1st weekend of school (at Western Washington). I think she got off with just a warning from an RA, but not so hot of a start. She's got her head screwed on right though, I'm sure she'll get sneaker fast.
My little brother, James, is abroad studying in the Czech Republic. He is keeping a pathetic girlfriend at bay back home and his freakin Facebook pictures made me want to smack him for her. And I don't even like his girlfriend! Basically, he looks like a freakin' tool. In the majority of his pictures he's got his arm around some chic's shoulder or some girl hanging off of his. I may be regretting this soon, but I couldn't help but send him a bit heated message about what a dick he looks like. And told him if he ever expects his family to have any respect for his and Tiffany's relationship that he better start showing some respect for it himself. Yikes, I know.
Richy is sick. Like, hopefully its just a cold, could be a flu, could be H1N1!! (j/k...sort-of). And expect me to be pissed when I'm sick just in time for me to leave to go to New York! Dammit!
Other things in life are good. Enjoyed a fantastic day today watching boats made out of cardboard and duct-tape race on the Willamette. An event titled "Float-or-die." Its 1st annual in PDX, sure to be the first of more epic years to come. Pure entertainment! Will post pic on FB soon.
love you girls! xoxo kim
Frankly, going through this break-up with J, I cannot go to bed alone at night even the slightest bit intoxicated without wallowing in self-pity and pathetic loneliness. Going to bed sober and lonely is a much more reflective and wholesome experience. Its been an exercise in my self will and reassurance in the fact that I am above my habit. But don't worry, I am not vowing an eternity of sobriety, and will be back off the wagon soon :0) I'm leaving for New York on Friday (wooo-whooo!!) and I plan on allowing myself drinks while I'm there.
J and I are on good terms. We haven't talked in just under two weeks, but have sent each other some emails. Two weeks prior we had quite the blow-up after our shenanigans of not being together, but continuing to mess around failed. Surprising, right. We had smoothed things over on the realization that we really shouldn't be talking to each other and hanging out etc. while emotions are still so raw. The few (3) emails have been mostly just little updates on how we are doing, but he did decide to mention in his last email that he misses me and does truly hope for us to be "part of each others lives" in the future. I feel the same way, but hearing this from him makes it harder to get over it. And he knows that. I'm just trying to actually move on. And its still really hard right now. I still catch myself running scenarios through my head of how we could still make it work. Ugh. Em, when you wished for me that I'd find another guy soon to get me through this, I thought that was silly, but I really think finding another guy to fixate on is the only thing that's going to get me out of this cycle!
In other news:
My little sister, Haley, got busted drinking in the dorms her 1st weekend of school (at Western Washington). I think she got off with just a warning from an RA, but not so hot of a start. She's got her head screwed on right though, I'm sure she'll get sneaker fast.
My little brother, James, is abroad studying in the Czech Republic. He is keeping a pathetic girlfriend at bay back home and his freakin Facebook pictures made me want to smack him for her. And I don't even like his girlfriend! Basically, he looks like a freakin' tool. In the majority of his pictures he's got his arm around some chic's shoulder or some girl hanging off of his. I may be regretting this soon, but I couldn't help but send him a bit heated message about what a dick he looks like. And told him if he ever expects his family to have any respect for his and Tiffany's relationship that he better start showing some respect for it himself. Yikes, I know.
Richy is sick. Like, hopefully its just a cold, could be a flu, could be H1N1!! (j/k...sort-of). And expect me to be pissed when I'm sick just in time for me to leave to go to New York! Dammit!
Other things in life are good. Enjoyed a fantastic day today watching boats made out of cardboard and duct-tape race on the Willamette. An event titled "Float-or-die." Its 1st annual in PDX, sure to be the first of more epic years to come. Pure entertainment! Will post pic on FB soon.
love you girls! xoxo kim
Saturday, September 26, 2009
Shitty week
Hey girls,
Well, it's been a terrible few weeks. Without going into all the gorey details, I'm getting sued for $30,000. It was from a slight fender bender I was in two years ago, the day before I left for India. Anyway, now the guy is claiming soft tissue neck and back problems. Ugh, it's annoying.
Then, Brent and I had a fairly serious fight and nearly broke up. I don't really know what to say because we worked it out, but it really made us both step back and think if we want to be long term. That's definitely a hard question to figure out. I know I love him, and I'm more in love with him than anyone else I've ever been with, but is that enough? He can be so pig-headed sometimes, and never thinks he's in the wrong...but then again, who ISN'T like this sometimes. We are doing really well other than that, and living together has been great, except for the minor hiccups along the way.
To top it all off, we were supposed to have our second cardio exam on Monday. But, then some guy in our class thought it would be a great idea to send out an old test from 2007 (that was blatently stolen from the admin office) to the entire classs via his westernu email account. So, I guess there were too many of the same questions and our head honcho prof cancelled the exam. This is actually a REALLY bad thing because now we have nearly 70 hrs of test material for our final. I know this will be a good way to feel like we are taking our boards, but it's also really shitty. I didn't do that well on the first exam and was hoping to make this next test my buffer so I can actually pass the class.
I honestly think I'm getting more and more depressed being here. I love being in school, and I love Brent, but I absolutely hate Southern California. It is freaking hot, there is no where that I can run, and because of the heat I barely ever run anyway. I'm so excited to move home (or closer to it) next year. I also think that school is just depressing as well, even on our off wknds we are studying our asses off, or, we are feeling guilty about NOT studying. I have high blood pressure, a high resting heart rate and an overall general feeling of shittiness. I think the worst part about it though is that I'm bringing Brent down with me, he's such a positive person and it's almost like he has to be positive for the both of us. The guilt of this is nearly worse than being depressed.
Wow, sorry for the negativity. I just needed to get it off my chest. Things really aren't that bad, and there are some really good times here, I just need to remember those and get over it.
Okay. time to get back to studying. We will be in the library on our free Sat evening until close to 9 :(
Well, it's been a terrible few weeks. Without going into all the gorey details, I'm getting sued for $30,000. It was from a slight fender bender I was in two years ago, the day before I left for India. Anyway, now the guy is claiming soft tissue neck and back problems. Ugh, it's annoying.
Then, Brent and I had a fairly serious fight and nearly broke up. I don't really know what to say because we worked it out, but it really made us both step back and think if we want to be long term. That's definitely a hard question to figure out. I know I love him, and I'm more in love with him than anyone else I've ever been with, but is that enough? He can be so pig-headed sometimes, and never thinks he's in the wrong...but then again, who ISN'T like this sometimes. We are doing really well other than that, and living together has been great, except for the minor hiccups along the way.
To top it all off, we were supposed to have our second cardio exam on Monday. But, then some guy in our class thought it would be a great idea to send out an old test from 2007 (that was blatently stolen from the admin office) to the entire classs via his westernu email account. So, I guess there were too many of the same questions and our head honcho prof cancelled the exam. This is actually a REALLY bad thing because now we have nearly 70 hrs of test material for our final. I know this will be a good way to feel like we are taking our boards, but it's also really shitty. I didn't do that well on the first exam and was hoping to make this next test my buffer so I can actually pass the class.
I honestly think I'm getting more and more depressed being here. I love being in school, and I love Brent, but I absolutely hate Southern California. It is freaking hot, there is no where that I can run, and because of the heat I barely ever run anyway. I'm so excited to move home (or closer to it) next year. I also think that school is just depressing as well, even on our off wknds we are studying our asses off, or, we are feeling guilty about NOT studying. I have high blood pressure, a high resting heart rate and an overall general feeling of shittiness. I think the worst part about it though is that I'm bringing Brent down with me, he's such a positive person and it's almost like he has to be positive for the both of us. The guilt of this is nearly worse than being depressed.
Wow, sorry for the negativity. I just needed to get it off my chest. Things really aren't that bad, and there are some really good times here, I just need to remember those and get over it.
Okay. time to get back to studying. We will be in the library on our free Sat evening until close to 9 :(
Monday, September 21, 2009
Late summer evening
Thought I'd post a couple pics my mom took from our family dinner at Anthony's on the Seattle waterfront last night. My mom and stepdad are in town for a visit from Anchorage, and it's always great to see them. Emily, how did your exam go? Mitchell is coming soon! What's going on with everyone else?
Have a great week. xoxo
Sunday, September 13, 2009
Good luck!!
Hey,
Just wanted to say good luck to Emily on her first Medical School exam tomorrow!! You will do great!
Also, good luck to everyone else on having a great week. I'll be 1/3 done with cardio, woo-hoo.
Just remember, there's always something to be happy about!
Love you girls,
Ash
Just wanted to say good luck to Emily on her first Medical School exam tomorrow!! You will do great!
Also, good luck to everyone else on having a great week. I'll be 1/3 done with cardio, woo-hoo.
Just remember, there's always something to be happy about!
Love you girls,
Ash
Monday, September 7, 2009
Cardio begins
Jessie, I love the pics (but only two?!). I didn't even realize you went to China, I'm very out of the loop! Good luck starting up with work again!!
Kim, how did the funeral and seeing all the fam go? I'm sure it was a very tough wknd! I am thinking of you constantly.
Em, how did last week go for you!?
The rest of you girls? How goes your lives? Chris, where have you been?
As for me, things are going ok. We ended Endocrine on Monday and started up with Cardio. My entire outlook on patients and people has been all endocrine based (I see Type II diabetes in just about everyone), I'm really nervous about cardio and thinking the worst. I'm already pretty sure I'm tachycardic with a potential atrial fibrillation...ahhh!
We actually had our first three day wknd w/o a test after it. I don't think I've had one of those in about a year! Brent and some of our friends went up north to Morro Bay and hung out by the beach. My family ended up visiting and we went to Disneyland (surprise, surprise). It was great seeing the family, my sister turned 28 today and my niece just turned 3 (brother's daughter). I am soo scared though that my little niece really will end up having child-onset T2DM. Honestly, I think all I saw her eat all wknd was ice cream and McDonald's happy meals. I just don't know how to tell my brother and sister-in-law though, none of us feel as though it is our place to say anything. But, if we don't say anything and then she really does become a diabetic, how horrible will that feel?! Any suggestions on that tough cookie?
Other than the stress of that, things are going ok. Still enjoying living with Brent. We are going to celebrate our 1yr anniversary at some point within the next month. We finally decided on Oct 3rd as the day we "officially" started going out, but I'm pretty sure it was sooner than that, so who knows (wow, I sound like I'm 12 again!).
I'm sorry this is yet again so boring. It really is great to be in the loop though of all of your lives, so I hope you will continue writing. This thing takes away a lot of the boredom of studying, honestly.
Love you all, can't wait to hear from you!
Ash
Kim, how did the funeral and seeing all the fam go? I'm sure it was a very tough wknd! I am thinking of you constantly.
Em, how did last week go for you!?
The rest of you girls? How goes your lives? Chris, where have you been?
As for me, things are going ok. We ended Endocrine on Monday and started up with Cardio. My entire outlook on patients and people has been all endocrine based (I see Type II diabetes in just about everyone), I'm really nervous about cardio and thinking the worst. I'm already pretty sure I'm tachycardic with a potential atrial fibrillation...ahhh!
We actually had our first three day wknd w/o a test after it. I don't think I've had one of those in about a year! Brent and some of our friends went up north to Morro Bay and hung out by the beach. My family ended up visiting and we went to Disneyland (surprise, surprise). It was great seeing the family, my sister turned 28 today and my niece just turned 3 (brother's daughter). I am soo scared though that my little niece really will end up having child-onset T2DM. Honestly, I think all I saw her eat all wknd was ice cream and McDonald's happy meals. I just don't know how to tell my brother and sister-in-law though, none of us feel as though it is our place to say anything. But, if we don't say anything and then she really does become a diabetic, how horrible will that feel?! Any suggestions on that tough cookie?
Other than the stress of that, things are going ok. Still enjoying living with Brent. We are going to celebrate our 1yr anniversary at some point within the next month. We finally decided on Oct 3rd as the day we "officially" started going out, but I'm pretty sure it was sooner than that, so who knows (wow, I sound like I'm 12 again!).
I'm sorry this is yet again so boring. It really is great to be in the loop though of all of your lives, so I hope you will continue writing. This thing takes away a lot of the boredom of studying, honestly.
Love you all, can't wait to hear from you!
Ash
Quiet Labor Day
A rainy weekend, with slim crowds at Bumbershoot (I didn't go, thereby contributing to the lower attendance). I finally started editing my photos from China in April, with help from D's Photoshop genius. See the joint effort above, from a boat cruise in Suzhou, if I remember right. I didn't feel like journaling on the trip, and now I regret it because it's hard to remember all the details.Back to work tomorrow, starting with my 4:25 a.m. alarm for rowing practice.
Kimmie, I'm thinking about you and your family. And good thoughts to the rest of you girls! xoxo
Friday, September 4, 2009
Violated
I've been waiting for this check to go through I had sent to pay off my Ikea bill (for my fabulous new couch that I'm still totally in love with!), but it had been taking a long time and I was starting to get a little concerned. Sure enough, I check my account yesterday and there is, instead of the check for Ikea, a $490 charge to Sears. WTF.
Apparently, its not a very good idea to leave bills in your mailbox for the post man to pick up in this neighborhood. Obviously someone must have stolen my mail and the check and used my account and routing number to pay off their own bill!! I spent 2 hours on the phone with my bank, Sears, and the PDX police. UGh. What a nightmare! My bank reassures me that I'll get the money refunded. I seriously hope this person is caught because I don't want anyone to get away with stealing over $400 from me that easily. I don't want people to think that its okay to steal someone's mail and their account! I feel so violated. And foolish for leaving my mail in my mailbox!?
My aunt died on Monday. We are going up for the funeral on Saturday.
Apparently, its not a very good idea to leave bills in your mailbox for the post man to pick up in this neighborhood. Obviously someone must have stolen my mail and the check and used my account and routing number to pay off their own bill!! I spent 2 hours on the phone with my bank, Sears, and the PDX police. UGh. What a nightmare! My bank reassures me that I'll get the money refunded. I seriously hope this person is caught because I don't want anyone to get away with stealing over $400 from me that easily. I don't want people to think that its okay to steal someone's mail and their account! I feel so violated. And foolish for leaving my mail in my mailbox!?
My aunt died on Monday. We are going up for the funeral on Saturday.
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
resurfacing
hello ladies,
it is so good to read about your lives, but it really makes me miss you that much more. kim, i am beginning to think that disaster needs company and your story supported my point exactly. my uncle died about two months ago, and about two weeks after that my mom's first cousin died from a massive stroke in her bathroom getting ready for work (she was only 50)... it's all just too weird. i'm so sorry to hear about all the family troubles. i hope that your dad can maintain sanity and nothing else disastrous happens.
jessie, it is so good to hear that everything is going well for you in seattle. you and david have been together at least 3 years now right? it's amazing how time flies.
med school and omaha are as good as they can be. school is grueling and everything that everyone told me it would be: HARD, draining, a good reason to binge drink often, and super time-consuming. i made and ass of myself at a party at a bar post first quiz last weekend... i fell on my booty not once but twice while i was black out drunk (i have the skinned knees and cut up hand to prove it)! oh boy! ash, i kept on thinking the next day that at least i didn't get picked up by the cops! ;)
to be honest, i'm having a little bit of a hard time... i'm really missing mitchell and you guys and i only barely passed my first quiz. going from a completely flexible schedule where i could see all my portland girlies for happy hour, lunch, dinners, whatever, was so wonderful and now i need to adjust to a TOTALLY different life style. i think i just need to make it over the first test hump, see mitchell again (he's coming september 24th!!!), and change up my study habits. it feels like i just jumped from little league to the major leagues! on the upside, the people here are so nice thought and i think that i am going to really like my class.
gotta get to the nightly study sesh.
loves and kisses, hugs and misses to all!
Em
it is so good to read about your lives, but it really makes me miss you that much more. kim, i am beginning to think that disaster needs company and your story supported my point exactly. my uncle died about two months ago, and about two weeks after that my mom's first cousin died from a massive stroke in her bathroom getting ready for work (she was only 50)... it's all just too weird. i'm so sorry to hear about all the family troubles. i hope that your dad can maintain sanity and nothing else disastrous happens.
jessie, it is so good to hear that everything is going well for you in seattle. you and david have been together at least 3 years now right? it's amazing how time flies.
med school and omaha are as good as they can be. school is grueling and everything that everyone told me it would be: HARD, draining, a good reason to binge drink often, and super time-consuming. i made and ass of myself at a party at a bar post first quiz last weekend... i fell on my booty not once but twice while i was black out drunk (i have the skinned knees and cut up hand to prove it)! oh boy! ash, i kept on thinking the next day that at least i didn't get picked up by the cops! ;)
to be honest, i'm having a little bit of a hard time... i'm really missing mitchell and you guys and i only barely passed my first quiz. going from a completely flexible schedule where i could see all my portland girlies for happy hour, lunch, dinners, whatever, was so wonderful and now i need to adjust to a TOTALLY different life style. i think i just need to make it over the first test hump, see mitchell again (he's coming september 24th!!!), and change up my study habits. it feels like i just jumped from little league to the major leagues! on the upside, the people here are so nice thought and i think that i am going to really like my class.
gotta get to the nightly study sesh.
loves and kisses, hugs and misses to all!
Em
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
Furloughed
First of all, Kim, I'm so sorry to hear about your aunt and the rest of your family. I'm sure it is a comfort to them that you can understand the medical aspects of the situation, and they must be appreciating your emotional support as well. Take care of yourself, too!
I'm off work all week on mandatory leave, and it might be the best vacation I've ever had. No airport security, car rental hassles, eating/sleeping in strange places (not that I don't love all those things), just hanging out in Ballard and therabouts. My friend from work (also off this week) and I signed up for a 10-day intro session of hot yoga for only $10 so we're making the most of that. Best $1 investment for a 90-minute workout ever. It reminds me of the days when a bunch of us were going to that studio in NW - Core Power? I think some of you still go there?
Other than yoga, I'm trying to get some stuff done around our condo. It's hard to believe D and I have been here for almost two years already, and it's amazing how things accumulate. Taren has taken some well-loved clothes off my hands in the past few months, and is helping me sort through/mend stuff to attempt to sell at Buffalo. I made a Goodwill run today. It always feels so good to get stuff out so that I can actually see the things I really love.
Well my dears, I hope you are all safe and sound and happy. Miss you! xoxo
I'm off work all week on mandatory leave, and it might be the best vacation I've ever had. No airport security, car rental hassles, eating/sleeping in strange places (not that I don't love all those things), just hanging out in Ballard and therabouts. My friend from work (also off this week) and I signed up for a 10-day intro session of hot yoga for only $10 so we're making the most of that. Best $1 investment for a 90-minute workout ever. It reminds me of the days when a bunch of us were going to that studio in NW - Core Power? I think some of you still go there?
Other than yoga, I'm trying to get some stuff done around our condo. It's hard to believe D and I have been here for almost two years already, and it's amazing how things accumulate. Taren has taken some well-loved clothes off my hands in the past few months, and is helping me sort through/mend stuff to attempt to sell at Buffalo. I made a Goodwill run today. It always feels so good to get stuff out so that I can actually see the things I really love.
Well my dears, I hope you are all safe and sound and happy. Miss you! xoxo
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