Day Three: Orientation

Another day and boy after this one, I AM TIRED. As soon as Barack Obama closes his mouth, I am going to close my eyes. While he is doing so I have to give my recap of the day. So I woke up like 15 minutes before my phone alarm went off. I thought to myself, I might as well get up even though you know I really didn’t want to. Oh well. So I go the bathroom to wash up. On my way out the door, Auntie H comes up the stairs and tells me that I need to get up now and get dressed. I’m in a towel; did you think I was going back to bed? Ok, sure. Be down in twenty. When I get downstairs I have a bowl of cereal and a banana waiting on me. These ladies are too sweet. I eat and H tells me she will walk me to the Mattapan Station. Ok. Sure. Let’s go. On the way out the door, I ask her if she wants me to turn off the television. She says she needs to do it because it is tricky and I might not be able to do it. Ok. I watched her simply walkover to the tube and push the POWER button. You’re right! I could have never been able to do that. LOL. Out the door we go. EVERY SINGLE TURN that we made, H turned around in the direction of the house and asked me to recite the directions to the house. Are you serious? I thought after the second turn I could tell her, I got this. No ma’am. Like a teacher waiting on an answer from a pupil, as expected after the next turn, H looked at me awaiting my response of how to get back home. Old people are so funny. So I get on the train, finally and make it to the school. Nothing interesting was in-between. People stared at their shoes, their books, their nails, anything but each other as we rode towards the city. I popped in my headphones and tried not to take it all in. I had to get off the train and transfer to the bus. While waiting on the bus, which comes every 20 minutes, I started texting my cronies at home. I miss those guys!!! While texting them love, I look down to greet a new friend: a pigeon. I wonder what bus he was waiting on? Moving on… I get to the school. When I got off the bus, one of the first things I saw was a sign that said BOSTON UNIVERSITY SCHOOL OF MEDICINE. I had arrived. I surveyed the campus to see white coat city; four or five “short coats” tagging behind a “long coat”. This was it. I damn near burst in tears after taking two steps forward. I was filled with so much emotion. This is the beginning of my story… my medical biography. On my obituary, it’ll say that today I began my journey. It was really a great feeling and I know my words are inadequate.

Orientation was in one word: boring! That's all I can say about that! I am excited about the program though. Thank goodness.

The grounds are beautiful. The grass is crayon green and the flowers are full and plentiful. I wish I had my camera. I have got to start taking some pictures to tag along with all this typing. At the moment, I can’t even tell you where my camera is. With the moving and everything, it could be anywhere between 3 different places. I’ll look for it next week. In the mean time, I think I’m going to find me a CVS or something and get a disposable one to capture these precious moments. LOL. That’s about all that happened. When I got back to the house, H was frying pork chops. HOT DAMN!!! Shower. Smothered Pork chops. All that could make it better is a glass of wine. I think the house is dry though. I might get a beverage before I come back in tomorrow. The only other thing I can think to add to that list is SLEEP. On my way…

Oh, I forgot. We were sitting at the table eating dinner. First, I have to say I have no idea how these conversations start but they do. H made the comment that she needs to find a sugar daddy. I hear ya H!! Girl I’m looking to make my SO one. LOL. Just joking! I miss him by the way. I’m excited to see him next week. Hopefully I can get enough attention to last me for another month. Hohum! Ok. Night!