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[Jul. 27th, 2005|10:21 pm] |
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Yesterday I went out with my friends Kelly ( a boy) and Michelle (his fiance) and their mutual friend Scott that kelly kept on insisting that we kiss. Well anyway I went to the "Stress Factory" and it was awesome! I had so much fun and almost cried laughing. Then we decided to go to this bar called "CLYDE" and had a few drinks. Coming out of the closet I mean Bar (that one is for you Ingrid) I saw my "friend" allen, who asked me if I was drunk because I was walking funny. Explanation: I really don't drink; so when I have two drinks on an empty stomach well it does funny things to my head. I was not drunk though. I lost my coordination momentarily because I was hungry! Anyway, for those who are thinking about it, No I did not kiss Scott. I am a very special person I do not hook up with guys that I have just met. I am a Romantic and an idealist-so bottom line-I am waiting for prince charming. |
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[Jul. 27th, 2005|10:21 pm] |
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This summer I got to live with Ingrid again (my roommate for 3 years)and I must say that I think we got closer now that we used to be. I took 2 classes, physics and organic chemistry did very well on both. I had a lot of fun because I met a couple of really cool people one in particular-his name is Shamit (Ingrid, stop it!)He is really cool; I love spending time with him and talking to him; he has become on of my close friends (Ingrid STOP it!) I went to Atlantic City and gambled 5 dollars and won 50. I met this guy there that thought I was lucky and gave me money to play for him but I lost all his money. He still wanted me to keep playing but I felt bad and told him NO. Then he took my friends and me to dinner in this really nice VIP section. On another note, I had training this week for work and I loved it! It was so much fun and I love the people that I am working with. I MISS INGRID SO MUCH!!!!It's going to really be weird not having her around, hopefully the little brat keeps in touch. I am excited about starting school tomorrow-a whole year of FUN, taking the MCAT's Yeah! |
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[Mar. 18th, 2005|10:23 pm] |
I have been without the internet for a good couple of weeks. I can't say that I missed it all that much, besides the convenience of contacting people. God damn the telephone. It may be good for emergencies and all that, but it's not so good when people are either bitchy or in the mood to talk for hours. Unfortunately, with my friends, it's usually both. God damn females.
Well, things have been so so lately. Mike went to Florida, so I was with my friends a whole lot. Tara and I got along surprisingly well. I was able to stay there for 3 days and not lose my mind. I met her incredibly charming exchange student (who is now referred to as "Mr. Personality) Oh my, what a pleasant boy.
My time with "the group" made me realize how glad I am that I'm not one of them. Or at least not the type of person to organize a meeting to yell at a particular "friend" and vow never to speak to her again. And I'm not doing everything in my power to make one girl hate another, or stealing someone's boyfriend. Poor Aileen doesn't quite belong there either, and her friends are bitchy and jealous...well, one of them anyway.
Mike must want to shoot me for talking about them so often, but what they do is amazing. I mean, these are the same bitchy females who gives me hugs and tell me they love me...while I sit there trying not to giggle or cringe in disgust.
But moving on...My grandparents got into a car accident on Sunday, June 22. Both are fine, but my grandfather was hospitalized for a while. It's such a terrible story too...They were driving to church when someone came onto their side of the road. My grandfather was driving. He got 2 broken ribs, a broken bone in his neck, and an irregular heartbeat. First he was in the intensive care unit at Fatima, but was later moved to the hell hole commonly known as Cherry Hill Nursing Home. At first I thought the intensive care unit meant he was in serious condition, and I suppose he was, but the intensive care unit seemed more a place to store the old people. I have absolutely no faith in hospitals, nursing homes, nurses, or doctors.
So, my grandfather was given Vicadin..or however you spell it. Lots and lots of it..He later told me and my brother about pink bunnies and god knows what else. They ordered an excessive amount of Vicadin for him after his release from Cherry Hill...and apparently overlooked the fact that he's not supposed to be taking it. So, what the hell are my grandparents going to do with a lifetime supply of Vicadin? I found this to be pretty funny, but the sheer idiocy of the doctors and nurses at Fatima and Cherry Hill amazes me.
But yeah, my grandmother and the drive of the pickup truck that rammed into my grandparents car both had concussions. Now, my grandparents are both in their mid 80s, so they didn't heal very quickly. My grandmother was covered in deep purple bruises. Her shoulders, the insides of both her feet, her calves, her knees were horrible. The car is destroyed..which is amazing because it happened on a narrow and curvy road. The woman claimed she was hyrdoplaning (this happened in the morning during a thunderstorm)...which is bull shit..unless she was speeding, in which case it was still her fault.
Uck. Cherry Hill is amazing. My grandfather is diabetic, yet they didn't seem to mind making his sugar rise to some amazing level. That was their excuse for not releasing him when he wanted to be. He got out of there...3 days ago? His roomate was living in his own..fecal matter. There were some other problems that I don't even care to remember...but, either way, my grandmother yelled at everyone and got my grandfather his own private room. Someone from our family was there all the time. It was amazing.
It's crazy that people are put into nursing homes...but it's amazing that people that are paid to take care of the elderly can be so negligent.
But yeah, we had a cookout for my grandparents when my grandfather came home. It was nice to have everyone there, but my grandfather seemed so sad. He kept telling everyone he wanted to rest and watched tv the majority of the time we were there.
Uck.
Mhm, I went to URI orientation. That was terrible. I felt sick the entire time..and the heat and constant walking made it 20 times worse. At least I met some nice people and was able to hang out with Aileen. The food is amazing. I wouldn't be surprised if I begin living off grilled cheeses. They are amazing there...it's like I'm living off Haven Brother's Diner and my parents are paying for everything. I love it.
I'm sure something else has happened since my last update. Oh well, life has been improving lately. Ah, I went to my pediatrician for the final time a few days ago. He's the sweetest guy..I'm really going to miss Dr. D and his Noah's ark wall paper. The visit was boatloads of fun. I lost weight and I grew..Amazing.
I took all my dried flowers and put them into a vase. The rest are still drying on my window. Yay for flowers. Saturday is 14 months.
I like this new schedule. I have lots more time to do the things I have been neglecting lately. That'll probably change when I start working again. No baby sitting and no TJ Maxx for 1 week and 1 month...how lovely. But yeah, I fall asleep around 3, wake up around noon, and do whatever I want. I have nothing to do between midnight and whenever I fall asleep..normally.
OK, am done...but I've got high hopeeessss...high apple pie in the sky hopes! |
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