Ok, so theres lots of recapping and ranting to do! Lets get to it!
Thursday- Wow! What an AWESOME day. Have an executive board meeting at Bucca De Beppo to plan an upcoming health fair in March. It was a great, productive meeting, and awesome for team building and morale boosting. Also expensive, but thank goodness I will ge reiumbursed by the club funds for it. I think of it as a savings plan so I dont spend that money now on frivolous things. Let me tell you, if I make it to the beginning of December, with all bills paid, itll be a miracle. So then, Carrie and I took on downtown fort lauderdale for a long overdue girls night. Our mutual agreement was we werent getting too drunk. Hahahaha! Yeah right!! We went to Art Bar, got delightfully tipsy, and were dancing fools who also we acting like Joan Rivers at the Red Carpet. Sans plastic face and annoying voice. We then stumbled down to Off the Hookah and saw an old friend in line for VIP... so we did what anyone else would do, and skipped the line and got in with no wait! Oh yeah, and it was ladies night sooooo drinking free, baby! We got drinks and frolicked around, danced our butts off, and drunkenly re-enacted LMFAO's "Im sexy and I know it" dancing. Raging aholes? yes, we are! We wiggle wiggle wiggled into the hip hop room, where we shook our booties and popped it like its hot. A man fancied me apparently, and we danced until I got annoyed. I just wanted to dance with my wife! So we ditched him, and stumbled our way to meeting 2 Italians. Real italians, not the Jersey Shore kind. Accents and all. But, like most men at the club, he got clingy and we ditched him too. We decided to go back to Art Bar to finish out our night. Long story short...Artbar, dancing, water, Newport cigarette, hot guy in a teal shirt, Steak n Shake, bed.
Friday was tough getting up. I was still drunk when the alarm went off. Poor Carrie had her interview for a job. So uneventful day at school, blah blah blah, 5 mile run/walk....yeah, thats right! 5 whole miles. and I didnt die. Talk about amazing. and then.... I got the call. Carrie got into med school!!!!! and not just any school, MY med school!! I was, and am, sooooo incredably proud and happy for her. Its a hard road to be in med school, and staying in is no picnic, and I am so damn proud of her for sticking with it!!!! Hip hip, HOORAYYYYY!!! So we went out to Grand Lux Cafe for a fatty feast 3 course meal to celebrate. We rolled out, food babies and all, and my burps smelt like farts. We are a real classy bunch.
Then, passed out into a food coma. But I was so rudely awakened at 2:30 am by Oliver the cat chasing a baby animal (i think a mouse) in my room. I panicked. I screamed and woke Carrie up and probably almost gave her a heart attack. I could not find the animal, and i didnt hear it anymore so I feared it was dead. Still havent found nor smelt an animal in my room. I think its safe to say its gone.
Saturday was HIV training again, blah blah study, and then I went out in a Hummer stretch limo to celebrate my friend (and classmate) 's birthday. We had fun and Thankfully I didnt dirnk too much so no hangover today!!
Today (Sunday) was spend studying, and hanging with Carrie. We cooked a yummy semi healthy pizza then ruined it with cornflake candy as inspired by the Running off the Reeses blog. The candy is amazing. Food coma status acheived. Again. Oh yeah, we went on a small 2 miler today which my asthma was acting up (i think from the cooler wet weather) and then once I could breathe my shins acted up and I was foot dropping. I know these things will get batter with the more I run but like every one, I want results immediately, damn it! Go go gadget instant miracle and half marathon status! No? Damn you.
I've dated a few Captain Americas. The problem is, they all think they are on the same level as Superman, but cant possibly be because they are of this world and Earth. Very egocentric. I also most recently dated Batman. Batman was the closet I've come thus far to dating Superman, but still, was just a man who loved crime fighting.
To be not of this world as Superman, is to view the world as a learning experience. Superman must assimilate into the world, yet alone, he knows he is different. This is the kind of man we all should be looking for ladies. Someone who questions our world, lives in our world, and wants to do something wonderful for the sake of the people in our world. Not egocentric, but confident. Not a know it all, but an inquisitive learner. Not someone who does things for headlines, but because he genuinely cares. All of these principles are applied not only to the macroscopic world, but in relationships as well. Let me say this, however. Superman does not want Lois Lane (sorry to break the Damsel's heart). He wants a wonder woman. A woman who knows who she is, what she wants, is is going for it. A woman who wakes up in the morning not compromising her goals, self worth, and morals. Superman and wonder woman are the ultimate power couple. As I continue my single journey, I make it clear to those around me, I am wonder woman, and will settle for nothing less than Superman. Will this make it difficult on me, as I probably will miss out on some dates and fun times with sub par superheroes? Absolutely. But Superman is what I, and every woman deserves.
Finally, I realized I didnt wanna approach the awkward silence where no one else has something to say so I left. Will i ever see him again? I hope so! I did facebook friend request him. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, Im a creeper.
Greetings all! it is 12:30 at night, and guess who has to be at clinical at 9 am? Yep, this insomniac! Awesome. Its great to be wide awake when I need to be up in 6.5 hours and counting. Sigh. Today I woke up and studied. All freaking day. Ok, I lie. It was a vicious cycle of study, wander around aimlessly, study, drive to beach for sanity, study, watch court tv shows, study, finally stop studying. I need a ball and chain to sit at the damn table until I know every word on every sheet of paper. Sigh. Is med school over yet???
