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....

Back At It

What the hell is going on in the United States?? Banks are crashing. First Washington Mutual failed last week and Wachovia crashed today. It has literally become a fight to get GAS. Gas people??? If gas goes away, how the hell are people supposed to get to work to make their living? My folks at home are sitting in line for more than an hour to get gas and folks are actually fighting at the pump. People see a gas trunk and stalk the thing to see if it's going to the station. Am I the only one that sees a problem here? Bush proposed his 700 mil bailout deal and Congress failed to pass it today. So now what? I'm starting to get nervous. When housing foreclosures ran through the roof, or course I felt bad about it and said we need to do something. When gas prices started soaring through the roof and it cost me a grip to go anywhere besides work, I was concerned. But now!!! I'm a nervous. I'm living off of loans of at the moment. I'm not as educated as I should be about these matters but I'm sure all these events continuing adding up is not going to make it any easier for me or trying-to-make-it folks out here in the world. It just seems like SO much is going on these days. We need some CHANGE!

Back to my small world... I was ghost a few days. Had to do some "house" cleaning. I think I'm back in the game now and ready to fight for at least another month. I might just need a few days every month to scream, vent and cry. Whatever the remedy is... I'll figure it out.

It has been raining since late Thursday night. I didn't move. I already don't like the walking and then you want me to go somewhere with the possibility that I might get my feet wet. No!! My mood would be so sour. So I stayed in all weekend and did the usual, studied. When I woke up this morning it was pouring. I rolled over and asked the Lord as usual to watch over my loved one, but to please cease the rain until I got to the trolley station. When I opened the door 30 minutes later. LORD JESUS, THANK YOU... the rain had calmed down. I realized that I needed to get some better rain gear right then. When class dismissed R and I went to Target. I got some rain boots. I'll be prepared on Wednesday when the rain is supposed to get started again. I got a few other things at Target too. Of course I wasn't supposed to but when R said she would take me home and thought it was the perfect opportunity to get a few things needed for my new place. I got a lamp and comforter for the cheap. TOO EXCITED. I could not leave them.

I'm thinking there was something else I thought about this morning that I wanted to talk about. OOOOOO... I remember now. I have a heightened sense of smell. Always have... I smell everything. So the addition of rain to some people on public transportation is just too much to bear. The bus smelled like garbage. I smelt chips, funk, dead fruit (LOL), a whole list of things. That's when you kindly stick you nose in the corner of whatever you are wearing. I wanted to ask if we could crack a window of something. All that funk was beginning to curl my hair!

Another thing and then I'll go. My group and I met with Dr. B this morning to get some feedback on our counseling techniques. I wasn't as nervous as I've been in the past and I did my thing without giving a second thought to the idea that Dr. B was over there with his pen and pad scrambling away critique notes about my delivery. In the end he said I did a good job and I think he believes I want to go into the field. He made a comment about his medical science students usually being horrible and I was like... Hey, I'm a medical science student dawg. Feels good to shock folks now and then! There are a few things I have to watch out for and I'll be sure to get those in check before the next mock doctor/patient session.

Ok... let me go. I've got a quiz on Friday, an exam on Monday and another exam on next Friday. It's crunch time ladies and gentleman. Ya'll have a good night or good morning (depending on when you are ready this) Muah!!!! (that's love)!