Getting A Little Chilly

I just wanted to share our weather report with you... Snow showers. OMG!!!

Dropping My Concentration...

I had to drop my concentration today. We are registering for Spring semester classes this week and some "smart" person decided not to offer a required course until next Fall semester. Did I mention that it was recommended that we wait and take this course our second semester? That would be the semester I am registering for now! Anyway... I won't have Mental and Behavior Science Medicine concentration on my degree. I think I'll still write my thesis in the area though... who knows. We'll see. I am definitely not staying here until next fall just for that extra title of my degree. I miss Atlanta, one. Two, who the hell is paying all that money for one course? If I don't get my paper from this 63K then they can kiss my bookie!! No mo money... we in a recession. I have to talk to my advisor and pick two other courses. Gotta make sure I take 18 credits next semester to get the hell out of here... six classes. Sounds lovely doesn't it??? I can do it. I will do it.

Aight... later. I've got a list of things to do: white laundry, nap (essential), wrap-up counseling techniques project, and always physio and biochem.

Ok... Last Time Tonight

You know I posted the Scarlet Takes a Tumble video a couple of days ago... Well my boy, B. Scott, has a commentary video regarding Scarlet and her fall. I thought I laughed the first time I saw this thing. I am in Boston dying of laughter. I could watch this a million times. Here's B... enjoy!

Please Pass the Tissues

I ended up taking a longer break than expected. I started watching The Secret Life of Bees while I ate my dinner. I really like the movie. It had me smiling and crying all at once. I recommend you check it out, but you better have you a box of tissues near by.

Counseling Techniques on a Saturday

I decided to be part bum and part student today. I'm staying in to catch up on work and sleep. It's going pretty well... you work some, then nap some and grab some food in-between. Yeah... it's working out nicely.

I've got my midterm project due in Counseling Techniques next week so that is mostly what I'm concentrating on today. That and probably some Biochemistry. Biochemistry is the next major exam on the schedule so I figured I need to get started on knowing all the stuff I need to know... which is A LOT. The project is going pretty well so far. I'm 40% done. I decided it was time for a break. I'm going to get some grub and come back to it in about 30 minutes.

Ok.. I'm gone. I hope everyone is having a nice Saturday.

Mr. Incredible...

I've been up this entire time being productive... my brain in now slush. I was on my way to bed when I came across this song that I'm feeling. It's Shareefa's Mr. Incredible. Loving it... Going to practice my moves and then I'm gone to bed. LOL. Night.

Where's My Holy Water?

I know many of you are wondering what is going on in my crazy little world. I don't even want to talk about it. Maybe when the storm is over... I could actually use some stories from you guys. Some one's life has got to be going better than mine right now. Don't get me wrong, I'm always counting my blessings and I've always got plenty to count! Right now it just seems like the devil is in close proximity. GET BACK SATAN! LOL. Where's my holy water????

I was trying to find something entertaining to attach to this post, but I guess the post itself will have to do. Later!

A War on Massachusetts Ave.

Ya'll pray for me cuz these folks got me ready to blow a gasket... I need to start looking for a new home, RIGHT NOW.

Living in the City...

I saw the most horrifying and disgusting thing today. A and I were standing at the bus stop waiting on the 10 to take us to the library. I was running my mouth on the phone and wasn't as aware of my surroundings as I usually would be, but I was paying attention to A. I saw her face just change and then I heard the noise behind. Something was going on? Oh boy... I was nervous looking back. What did I see? ASS!! Apparently a woman sitting waiting on the bus could not wait any longer to relieve herself. She pulled her pants down and feet away from the rest of us, did her business. As if that isn't bad enough, it was the middle of the day. The sun was out, folks were walking around. MAYBE, MAYBE, A VERY SMALL MAYBE I could understand doing that at night, but goodness gracious you doing that out here when everyone can see. She made it known that she didn't give a damn even when her friend begged her to stop. Everyday there is something... how many months do I have left???? The count down is always happening.
Nothing else to report today... or maybe I just don't feel like typing. I have a minor headache that refuses to go on. Before I go though... check this out. Isn't this interesting? I see a brighter future coming our way. CHANGE people, CHANGE!!!!

Nothing And It Feels Good

So I did absolutely no work related to BU today and most of yesterday. Feels great. That ends today though. I've got an appointment at the library at noon. (Sigh) Oh well... the break was nice while it lasted.

Last night was my first night at the club in Boston. Did we find a hit? Miss... but we made the best of it. A's friend from college, Dej, came into town and took us girls out. Dej is HILARIOUS. He is definitely going to have to join the circle of friends. I told him he has to come to Atlanta and party. I know my folks would love him... he is a straight fool. Anyway... we made our way to Gypsy. When we first got there I was really feeling the place. It's really nice inside; had a little style to it. The problem was the crowd and the music (at first). I would like to see a nice looking brother round here. I'm not shopping but goodness gracious... it feels like foreign land up here. I'm like WHERE ARE THE BLACK PEOPLE??? I need to take a visit to Mattapan to get my culture on. I'd need my weapon to go though. LOL. Moving on to the music... When I did hear something I knew and liked they mixed it to some crazy beat. It's going to be a long couple of months. The music actually started picking up but by that time A was GONE. I didn't think my girl had it in her; she was trying to do her thing. She couldn't keep up though. LOL. She went to break the seal and that was it. Came back to the dance floor and laid on my chest like a babe. I was cracking up. I had to balance her and find Dej so we could start moving back towards the house. A was too funny. On a regular day, A is pretty reserved and mild mannered. After she had her little nap, she opened up. I was like who is this????? She was off the chain. Good times...

So we made it outside and it was FREEZING. OH MY... ya'll not feeling me... it was cold. Immediately I'm like where the hell is my jacket. We were so pumped up leaving, we left our coats at A's place. It was 41 degrees outside and we standing on the corner hailing down cabs with no clothes on. This is where some older person in my family would say... that's what you get for trying to show shape. I'm going in a sweater dress next time. Anyway... Dej is on one corner and I'm on other trying to get a cab. Where's A? Hugging a pole. LOL. 20 minutes goes by and we still have no cab; everyone that goes by is full. One girl rolled down her car window while waiting on the light to tell me I looked cold. REALLY??? U THINK??? I thought I was going to fall over. I couldn't feel my nose, my feet, my hands... nothing. I tell ya. Where is Sylvia (my car) when you need her?

So how did we escape the madness. I have no idea. All I know is I heard Dej holla, "I got something; c'mon". I grab A and we go running towards the ride home... a LIMO. Shut up!!! I don't know how you sweet talked this man into this ride but let's go. We rode home in style. Too bad A wasn't there with us to enjoy the ride.

This morning we all went to a late breakfast, sat around and talked. When Dej left, A and I decided to go walk around in Prudential Center Shoppes or Mall (whatever). I just know everything in there was too high for me. We strolled around for a minute and then went to Filiene's Basement (HIT), Marshalls, and H&M. We walked around all day. After that we grabbed some dinner and then went to the grocery store. We didn't get home until fifteen or so after midnight. My friend jumped all in me for being at the dern store that late at night. I apologized. We should shop earlier in the day. It was just convenient tonight. It's difficult catching the bus and doing all that nonsense. We were already there; kill two birds with one stone.

So now I'm ready to go to bed, but I'm doing laundry. Two loads and I'll call it quits. I had to wash though... the pile was getting HIGH. Anyway... I'm going to watch a lil tellie until my clothes get done marinating. Later.

Tell Em This

Going out this weekend? See something you like? Tell em this...

Have a great Friday!!!

Still Up But On My Way (Laughing)

I just had to come and post this video... had me cracking up a little while ago. I suggest to all that you laugh often... makes the day feel so much better.
Scarlet sings for the first minute and some change... fast forward to around 2:25 mark.

ROTFLMBAO!!!! I'm glad she's ok!!! But oooh... lordie!!! She got my stomach hurting from laughter. Shouldn't have had her butt on the table to begin with... acting like she ain't got no home training. Too much... Nightie night!

Just A Quick Hello

I'm not going to talk long at all. I just came to show my page some love since I didn't yesterday. I am currently knee deep in books. Nothing new I suppose. My day... counseling techniques and biochemistry. I'll have to tell you about counseling techniques later. I think Dr. B is trying to crack a few students. I didn't let him get to me today. I was too tired to feel squat. Take that!!! Ok. I'm gone.

Cracking Up....

My youngest sister got me cracking up today. I'm putting her on blast right now. Sorry. W, is scrawny; maybe 90 lbs wet. She is getting to the age where she wants a little shape and she has NONE. The last time I saw her we were walking around in the mall and I noticed her stuffed bra. W where you get that from? You ain't got nothing but nipples. All of a sudden you got half of what I do (and ya'll know I got chest). The poor thing had stuff them unevenly. I cracked up, but tried to refrain from laughing too hard because apparently it was important to her. So anyway... moving on to the present. S, the sister right below me found W's newest stuffing technique. W put about 14 pairs of draws on to make it seem like she has a little blessing in the backside. That makes my stomach hurt... I am cracking up! Her ass is going to burn up with all them panties on. HAHAHA. Love ya W!

Might Be A Boring Post to Some...

As I have stated before, being in psychopathology has brought a lot of feelings and ideas to me. I realize that I really struggle with mental illness. Ok... let me rephrase here. I don't have a mental disorder, but I struggle to understand it. In class, every now and then, we get a presenter to come to us. This person is someone suffering from a mental illness who wants to share his/her experience and allow us to ask questions. We've already had a speaker who suffered from bipolar disorder and another suffering with post traumatic stress disorder with severe depression. Today we had a guy come to us. It was obvious that something wasn't right. The man stood in front of the lecture room, swaying back and forth with crumpled papers in his hand. He was unkempt. Inside his camping boots were the legs of his dress slacks. His shirt was half-tucked and his tie hung loosely outside his tight fitting jacket. On top of all this was his dingy red baseball cap. I mean just looking at this man, from his appearance, you could tell that their was a disconnection between our worlds and his.

I have to inject that I have no idea where I am going with this. I'm just typing.

So H, as I will call him, went to MIT at 16. The man is part genius. As a kid he went to a top notch school and decided to work with robots and artificial intelligence. You could tell he was smart too. He was well versed in his presentation. I guess the thing that is so hard for me to digest is the why. What happened to turn his life completely around. One day he was doing his college thing and the next he was sitting in his laboratory fearful that robots were coming to get him (I, ROBOT). An instant later, he thought that he was Jesus Christ. I mean was this a gradual build-up. The way he described things made it seem sudden. I have difficulties wrapping my head around that. Why? Who knows!! I guess the best analogy I can use to help me understand it, is a car accident. He was riding along the way when suddenly another car came along and totaled his. That most likely is not the best analogy but right now it will do. By the way, H has schizophrenia disorder.

I guess this interferes with my main train of thought. For the most part, I believe mental disorders development from environmental stressors and that the difference between those who fall prey and those that do not are their psychological makeup. Sounds crazy, but I think some of us are just built to handle more than others. Don't get me wrong I know that biology plays a big part. I know that there is a lot more going on with some disorders such as Alzheimer's and schizophrenia... things of that nature; however, the majority of mental illnesses (my opinion) develop when people find themselves without the ability to handle life. This would cover mood disorders, anxiety disorders, somatoform and eating disorders.

I realize my opinion is most likely the product of the environment I grew up in. Mental disease just isn't mentioned often and not something any of us better be dealing with. As with many ethnic groups you turn to your religion, your family and community culture for support and that is that. The doctor isn't going to be prescribing you no pills because you can't keep it together. If it's (life) getting to you, then you need to take a break. Don't go spending any money talking to a head doctor when you can handle this here. That's generally how it goes round my household.

I don't know... I was just rambling here. I just realized today that I don't think I could specialize in working with people with mental disorders because I lack the kind of enthalpy needed to get these people to recover. I'm not even sure if it's even enthalpy I lack. I mean I feel greatly for what they are going through. I just don't know how to deal with it and how to digest it all. Geez...

Let The Meeting Commence...

So we had our lil roommate meeting today. Number one and most important on the list was the damn cat. We presented our side of the story and he went back and forth about how it isn't that bad. It seemed like he was making light of the situation. I will stop typing my feelings about that right now, cuz it ain't nice or pretty. Moving on... We said put the cat in your room and he said he didn't want it climbing on his things. Would you prefer he climbs over our food? We went back and forth about the cat for 20 minutes... well the cat keeps mice down and all kinds of other bullshit. I finally put my foot down. I am paying such and such for such and such and this is a community area. I do not want the cat around my food. If that is the case then we need to talk about lowering my rent right now. As a matter of fact you can hold your breathe on November's check until we get some way for me to eat in this MF. So Sonny says that the cat is not his and that he just can't give it away. Well then you need to get on the phone ASAP and talk to whoever the cat belongs to and tell him Kitty is packing his bags. He gets a week... ONE WEEK to find the cat a place other than our eating area. I told him that I wanted him to understand that this was THE problem I have and that there will be no peace until the matter is handled. Now if he wants to see me act up... try me.

We also discussed the refrigerator/freezer. How about more than half the food in there is left over from previous roommates. Are you kidding? That's years of stuff in there. Then he had the nerve while cleaning it to ask me if I wanted any of it. Do I seem like I would want the brown frozen chicken. Really? I just looked at him. He's downstairs now cleaning. I'm not living in a pig-pen. I pay too much in rent to live in one. Clean this shit up!!! I now have my own shelf in the frig and some cabinets for my dry foods. I am bleaching it all tomorrow.

Oh and before I forget. How about he said a maid comes once a week. Please tell me what he or she is cleaning? Asked if we wanted to clip in. You lost your mind.

All and all... the meeting went okay. We got some things checked off the list but the battle is not won. We are going to teach Sonny how to keep house. You would think since he is an M.D. that he would understand the importance of cleanliness. Missed that lesson...

Ok... I'm out. I'm going out for pizza and beer. I could use some.

Pissed...

I am too pissed right now. I was awakened by two things about 30 minutes ago. First... Sonny's alarm clock went off, which must be connected to the damn stereo. After 5 minutes I'm like why the hell has he not cut it off? Hell I can hear it, I am sure he can too. I run downstairs and beat on the door. No answer. This is some bullshit. I ring his cell phone. No morning or hello. Can you cut your alarm off right now? He says he is not home. This is some bull. We need to have a meeting ASAP or I am likely to blow this shit-hole up. So we meet tonight. Right now his stupid clock which is still going is playing Ice Ice Baby. I'm going to be so turned up by the time we meet. And as if that wasn't enough. I come back upstairs and fall on the bed. Two minutes later I hear the damn cat scratching at my door. Kitty... you have no idea whose door you are at... the wrong one. I open the door and shooo him away. 5 minutes later he is right back up here. Dammit. It is too early in the morning for this shit. I will not tell you what happened next, but the cat is back in his place. I didn't harm the cat so all cat lovers can calm it down.
I look around and wonder... WHERE IS MY LIFE? THIS IS NOT IT!!!!

Heater Ain't On and It's Hot

I went and got my hair done today. The new growth was starting to pile a lil too high. I had the half afro half straight thing going on. My hair was starting to look like a bad hair piece. At any rate, it is done now. On the way out to Mattapan this man lost it on the train. It was so sad. We made it to the very last stop and as I was starting to climb the steps I heard something like glass breaking and a man hollering. No big deal. I thought maybe someone's package had dropped and as I would have done, they were expressing their frustration with the situation. I kept it moving. As I was standing waiting on the trolley, a man comes and walks straight onto the track. What the hell is he doing? I don't feel like seeing a suicide today.

The Ashmont Station (where I was) is currently under construction, so they have a lot of cones and flags and other construction stuff around the area. So the man decides to go around the track and grab the cones and throw them over the side. The trolley tracks are above the train tracks so he was throwing stuff down to the people waiting on the train. He started on the left side and made his way to the right. By now I'm like Lord please don't let the trolley come and don't let this fool lose his balance cuz it will be a much longer week than I ever imagined. They he started yelling obscenities that I will refrain from gracing your screen with. It was quite a color speech he had. By then the MBTA cops were starting to come. He starts pacing. He bout clipped me in one of his journeys. I had to stand on my toes and play with my balance to keep from getting knocked down. I was ready though. I'm fighter when I need to be. I was going to crack his head open to the white meat. Disclaimer: For those that don't know me... I am not a naturally violent person but don't push me into a corner. You'll see something. LOL. Back to it... The cops came and then they did this ring around the rosie thing for about 5 minutes. I'm not even sure if they got the man. They went in another direction, the trolley came and I got on. It was sad though because it is apparent that the man needs some help. A person with all "theirs" would not have gotten on the track for nothing.

New story... I will try not to drag this portion of my post out cuz I sure have a lot to say here. So... you all know I moved to my new place on Saturday. I have my own space/apartment (if you can call it that) but I have to share the bathroom and the kitchen with two other people (a girl and a boy). So naturally I like living alone. As a matter of fact I didn't share a space with this many people in undergrad. I'm stepping back, not forward. LORD!! Anyway... so I was all excited Saturday and had decided that I would go to the grocery store and get some food. I go down to the kitchen and take a peak in the refrigerator. I shut the door immediately!! I open again hoping my eyes had failed me a few seconds earlier. The refrigerator was so phucking nasty and so was the freezer. So I'm like... OMG I am living with pigs. I am not paying all this money for rent to not be able to store and cook my food in the kitchen. And then there is the surprise... picture below. Oh hell no!!! Who does he belong to? Nobody. Why is he still here?

So I go down to the kitchen this evening to see if things have improved and I run into the girl, A2. We immediately get on the same page and start discussing how nasty our roommate is. I am just so glad it's not both of them. Together, A2 and I can get things turned around.

So all the food in the refrigerator belongs to the guy. A2 was too scared to put her stuff in there and she has been here a month. Oh no ma'am. I told her I called the landlady yesterday (which I did). She was like you all just need to sit down and go through some house rules. Ok... I got you. A2 says she calls landlady like twice a week. Landlady told A2 that the guy (her son) is too busy to be worried about house cleaning and maintenance. He has to if he is sharing a space with other people. I'm so ready to get to his nasty ass. Ya'll I'm telling you... I got a problem with a nasty kitchen and bathroom. It doesn't fly with me one bit. His fat ass is not the first person to be a resident and he won't be the last. But if he is going to be nasty then he needs to live ALL by himself.

And the damn cat. I'm thinking of putting him in my book bag and dropping him off a few bus stations from here. Don't get me wrong... I love animals; however, let me tell you want I saw today and what A2 told me. The cat is locked up in the kitchen/dining area ALL day. I know he is a couple weeks from losing his mind. There is a door between the kitchen and the dining area. A2 said she was trying to keep the door closed, but sonny-boy keeps it open. While A2 and I were talking he jumped on the counter and walked his ass through the dishes in the dish rack. I can't even type what I said. A2 said she brought this up with Son and he was like... don't worry bout it, cats are some of the cleanest animals around. Like hell... you nasty bastard. I don't want cat saliva on my dishes. We bout to fight about this one!!! I'm going to show my ass. There is more to the story, but I will stop. The cat has got to go. I'm all for taking a nice picture of him, posting it online and finding him a home on Craigslist or something like that. I will even buy him a farewell bag of food and kitty litter, but he can no longer reside in the kitchen area.

We left a note on Sonny's door (I've decided to call him that since he got his mama defending his nasty habits). We said that we need to meet THIS WEEK to handle some house matters. The kitchen cat must relocate and you need to throw out your nasty ass food and make room for the other people who live here. You need to get your ball hair out the tub. We are not the damn housekeepers and I'm not getting my black ass in no filthy tub. Can you tell I'm hot? I am. Now we knock 4-5 hundred off my rent and I will set up kitchen in my room, clean the tub every morning before I get in there and shut-what-they-call-the-phuck-up. I am not spending all this money this garbage. Ya'll gone hear more about this one. Pray I don't knock his slack ass out. Ooooo and one more thing... the staircases have areas for decorations on the side. Why when I came up the stairs this afternoon did I see his funky ass draws? See I really wanna act civilized but he pushing it. A2 said she saw him in his draws last night. Oh no... he bout to get schooled.

Got me hot tonight... I should have kept my butt in Georgia and lived by my damn self. Uuuuuooofff (sound of frustration).

Second Night Out in Boston

So, R texted me and asked me if I wanted to go out for drinks. She was having a bad second half of the day (another story) and wanted to release. One drink I tell her. I have class in the morning. Ok. I'll be there in a few minutes she tells me. We end up at a bar where two of her friends bartend. O.M.G. as R would say. The drinks kept coming. I can't turn down free alcohol. Are you crazy??? Bring it on!!! I had a good time and I had my second white man hit on me. Cute, but no thank you! I'm not discriminating but I have a preference. He offered me a thousand dollars to give my phone up for a week. Are you serious dude? You got to bring that number up for me to let go of this cell. This is my life. I don't have a land line either. My mother would think I was dead after 14 hours of not hearing from me. NO!!! Now you say 10K and we might have a deal. A measly 1K ain't gone do nothing for me. I need my phone. Then he offered me box seats to the Red Sox games. I ain't the one!! I don't live here. I don't love the Red Soxs like you people do. I don't make that much noise for baseball. Keep yo tickets. It was interesting though. I have noticed that people here are much more social and vocal. ATL folks can be a little more snooty at times. It's all good though. Anyway... I'm gone to bed. I bought me some pillows today and the sleep is going to be ORGASMIC. LOL. Peace!!!

What's My B.S. In????

Today was my first major exam... Biochemistry. I felt so confident when I walked in the room. When I left... it was an entirely different story. The exam was 3 hours and we used every single minute of the allotted time. I could have actually used another 30 minutes to an hour. I felt so rushed and I didn't have enough time to really reason like I wanted to. When they dismissed us, folks were hanging their heads in despair, making jokes of suicide and asking what the hell just happened. It was a bit of a shocker. The lectures and practice test were not as detailed as the exam this morning. All of a sudden I wasn't sure if anything I knew was correct. Oh well... At least I know I'm not the only one who thought the test was difficult. I actually wasn't freaking out as much as some other people afterwards. I mean it's over now. I studied my butt off and that's all I can do. Well see how it turns out. Side note: I got my undergraduate degree in Chemistry with an emphasis in BIOCHEMISTRY. Someone explain to me why I struggled? I got an A in Biochem I and II in undergrad. I understand the difficultly may have increased but hello... am I missing something????

After the test, R, A and I went to Applebees for refreshments and then to Target. I wanted to get a few things. I needed to get more but when I started adding figures in my head, I decided that I needed to stop for the day. The most important items purchased: light bulbs, a chair and an alarm clock. I'm good to go now (not really, but for the most part I can survive now).


Ok... I'm trying to figure out if I'm going to start studying for Friday's exam now or if I'm just going to enjoy the rest of my Monday. Part of me says, "hell, I deserve a night off"; the other part of me is like, "of course you deserve a night off but we said we were going to SACRIFICE this year. Go study!". I at least need to look at 2 or the 10 lectures. Ok, I've made a decision. Off I go to the land of Physiology. Ya'll have a good night.

Welcome to Massachusetts Avenue

What's up all? This is my first post from my new place. Woooo hoooo!!! I've unpacked like 80% of my things. Side note: Moving my stuff was a pain in the ass. I got my workout for the week. L moved my bags from the car to the door and I brought them two flights up. Another story there, but I'll save it for later. Side note end. I've got to figure out the flow of the room first and put my thang on it. Right now it's just a desk, a bed, a mini chest and a radiator. Nothing exciting. I'll probably run to Target tomorrow and get a few things; most importantly, more lighting and a chair for my desk. I thought I ordered one, but apparently not. I must have been dreaming. I'll probably also get a few things tomorrow to make the room more comfy and more like me. Oh yeah... and go by the grocery store for stuff for the fridge. So from this point on... well actually next weekend, visitors are welcome. Get your plane ticket and come see about ya girl!!

So what's it like around here? I'm so excited to be near campus. We have study group in like 20 minutes for Monday's exam. It's like being in undergrad all over again in some aspects though. I am in the CITY. My classes are on the medical campus. Next door to the medical school is the hospital. I hear quite a bit of ambulance action going on from my window. Didn't seem to affect the sleep though. After moving my stuff, I collapsed on the bed and went to sleep with no problems. Of course I have never had difficulties sleeping. It's more like a hobby. I love to do it. Back on track... being this close to the hospital; at least if something goes wrong with me I won't be too far from help.

Alrighty!!! I'm gone. I'm running next door to grab some grub and then I'm meeting some girls for Biochemistry fun!!! I'll holla at cha tomorrow!!! I've got to tell you the conversation L had with me in the car coming over here. Tomorrow... Happy Saturday night!!!

Bye-Bye Mattapan

This is my last post from Mattapan. I'm supposed to move in tomorrow morning around 11am. I am almost ready. I really have accumulated quite a bit of junk in the past month. I realized this when I started bringing things downstairs earlier this evening. I took most of my stuff down. I would have taken it all down, but I got tired. I should have waited a few more minutes after walking in the door before I started dragging stuff down. Oh well... I've only got 3 or 4 small bags and some books to haul down in the morning. Another box would be nice, but I gotta work with what I got.

Update

Hey. I'm posting from my phone again. I just wanted to update everyone on Grandma. She is fine and should be released today. She has actually been in the hospital for a few days. So why am I just finding out? I have no phucking clue! That pisses me off so bad, but I am going to leave it alone. I could rant on for days about this subject and it wouldn't change a thing. So... Moving on.
Today I was so tired. I stayed up most of the night preparing for my physio quiz. I am ready to catch a nap. Then... Biochem study. The big exam is on Monday.
A random thing happened today. I was sitting in class and noticed something in the sleeve of my long sleeve shirt. I was so confused. What could this be? Omg! Maybe my bra is coming apart or something. How embarassing!! I put my hand in my shirt quite nervous about what I might find. I pull out something brown. A is now paying attention to see what prize I got. It was one foot from a pair of dress socks. Ok folks... Did I not feel the sock this morning? Was I that tired going out the door? Apparently so. No wonder one arm was warmer than the other. Just joking! What is worse is that I have worn this shirt one other time since I got to Boston. Why is that a problem? I didn't bring any dark brown dress socks with me from Georgia. Where the hell did I get a sock from? If I am going to find random items in my clothes, I prefer it be money. Just hilarious...
Ok. I'm bout to lose my signal. I'll post later tonight.

Em Would Demand Me to Continue...

I was sitting here studying for my quiz for tomorrow.... trying to get a mad amount of information in my head and I noticed my mother was blowing up my phone. I had just hung up with her after she called like 4 times to discuss me moving. I told her it wasn't a good time and that I would worry about the decor of my place week after next after I get done with all these tests. So when I hung up with her, I decided to silence my phone. I knew she would call all night. I just happened to glance down at my phone twenty minutes later and saw like 5 missed calls and a bunch of text. She calls but it usually isn't that back to back. Her text was simple: CALL ME. This better be important I thought or we are going to have it out. It was! Grandma is in the hospital. At this very moment, I have no more information than that. How nice... Mom said she would find out some more and let me know. Now I've got to block that piece of information (somewhat) and try to get back into my studies. Em would demand that. So... back to membrane potentials...

On the Way to School

I'm doing something new today. I am posting from my cell phone. At the beginning of this post I am riding the trolley on my way to class. Dr. B is in Cali so no class today. It was lovely sleeping in.
I didn't post last night because I got caught up packing up my things. L is dropping me off Saturday and I didn't want to wait until the last minute to get my things together. So... That's done. Everything is up except what I will need tomorrow and Saturday morning.
Yesterday... Nothing much happened. It was a struggle after coming off Tuesday night's little adventure but I made it through. I was great in Physiology but when Biochemistry rolled around. Geez. I think it is the room. The seats are comfortable and it is dark. I tell you... 10 minutes after I arrive it is a fight regardless of how rested I am. Oh well... Win some, lose some. What is ironic is that I know more of biochem than physio. I must be learning by osmosis.
After class, A and I found an empty classroom and went to it. We got quite a bit done. I am almost ready for Monday's exam. Now tomorrow's quiz... That is another story. We'll see what happens.
Ok. That's it. You know the rest of the story... Books, books and more books. At the end of this post, I am still on public transportation. One more day of this... YES!

Night Out in Boston

I must go ahead and apologize for this post. I went out tonight and had a few drinks so there is no telling how this blog is going to turn out. I can't believe I went out on a Tuesday night. It's a school night. I must have lost my mind. It's not like I'm still at the CDC where all I had to do was hold my head up the next day; I actually have class. Yeah, I know I drift off anyway in class but now... oh my goodness. It is going to be a rough day tomorrow.

So how did I end up in the streets tonight? The school booked a ship for the graduate students. I guess it was a welcome or get-to-know-each-other type of thing. Whatever it was, they got us a boat, we sailed the water, drank and watched insanely uncoordinated people dance. I tell you one thing. My class of future doctors know how to drink but to PARTY... that's another story. I got so tickled just sitting in my seat and watching the dance floor. I knew if I got up there and did what I do they would probably kick me out the program. They weren't ready for it!!! I decided it was probably best for me to just sit down and babysit my drink. The music was on point though. Oh my goodness... when I first got there I was like, "Oh this is the last good song we will hear for the evening". Wrong I was... they kept it going all night. And then they played my ish... had a lil reggae going... by the time the ship docked I was in my chair getting it. One of the staff members came up to me and was like let me take you on the dance floor so you can really work it. GET AWAY FROM ME. This was the same dude who sang Happy Birthday to me like 30 minutes prior. Story there.... While we were waiting in the buffet line he was coming around asking if it was anyone's birthday. I made the comment that I could pretend it was my birthday. Didn't bother me. I was joking people. He came up to me like 40 minutes later woooo woooing; trying to get his Luther on. I was cracking up. The rest of the night I had random folks walking up to me with birthday wishes. GIVE ME MONEY!!!

So the boat docked and we (R, A and I) were stirred up from the music. We can't waste the night. If we are going to be out, we might as well be OUT. We decided to hit up some bars up the street from the school. It worked out well. We had a good time, had some good conversation and meet some pretty cool people. And now I am here. I can barely keep my eyes open, but I wanted to share my first night on the town experience. It ain't home but it will do for the time being. MUAH....