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Read this if you're new (or bored...).
2005-02-11 - 3:54 p.m.
Will I make it to 2006?
Ok, it's just been a rough couple weeks. The normal stressors are in play, of course. That's just business as usual. Last Tuesday. My one grad school application was due by 11:59. The submission site was to shut down at midnight. Thanks to various computer problems (slow site, confusing Application Inspector, making me retype the credit card information), it went in at 12:07. I honestly don't know if they accepted it or not. Earlier this week, the BF was looking at my GRE report. Turns out that, in addition, I didn't send them my scores -- I sent my scores to the wrong school! So there's a really good chance that I won't get in because they'll look at my application and decide I'm an idiot who can't finish a job on time. Ok. Last Wednesday I then went in to my dermatologist's. I'd had some moles removed, and this was the follow-up. Turns out that they were in the earliest stages of melanoma. Yeah, that's right, skin cancer. Now, if you know me, you know I'm all about the healthy skin. Unfair. Anyways, they cut the one chunk of tissue out right then and there. Today I went back and they told me that they got all the bad tissue out of the one last time (yay!), and then they cut out the other chunk. I then asked them not to test anything else until after I get back from spring break. No effing way am I dealing with stiches on a cruise. The scars will be bad enough. So much for getting a sexy-ass bikini. Wednesday night, I was up late and in pain from where they had cut me earlier that day -- and I was trying to write a paper, among other things. Last Thursday was SJU Prays, the first annual interfaith service. I was participating, which was great except for the fact that I wasn't allowed to get my stiches wet, so I hadn't showered that morning or the night before. Ick. The service went great though, and people really seemed to like my reflection. They said it was well-written, well-delivered, thoughtful, thought-provoking, funny... yay! Something goes right! Now it wasn't perfect. At one point I (apparently imperceptibly) stumbled over a word, which caused me to stress a different part of my sentence than I wanted it. It still worked, so no harm done, it just wasn't the way I wanted it. Still good, though! The only even remotely bad thing anyone said was that next year, maybe the student reflection hsould come from someone farther removed from the Catholic tradition. Fine by me; I'll be long gone! Friday was fine. Good dinner. Bowling. Coldstone (sweet cream with chocolate sauce, strawberry, and peanut butter). Clubbing. Dropped more money than I like, but it was a good time. Saturday. Low key. Got Chinese food from a place we hadn't tried before. Good mandarine chicken, not wonderful General Tso's. Still, might be worth trying their Japanese menu. Sunday. Superbowl. Eagles lost (boo!). There was too much food. We brought burger ingredients, and there was also pizza, wings, shrimp, hoagies, chips... Played beer pong, which it turns out was pretty idiotic... Monday. Gastroenteritis is going around campus! Everyone is sick! Don't share food or beverages! oops... Not sick yet, knock wood. Tuesday I cooked dinner. We all threw screaming fits. I finally convinced everyone that we are all 25% responsible, and we all apologized. But I, for one, didn't have time for that shit. Wednesday. Up all night. I had a paper due and a Modern Mosaic exam the next day. I don't think I did wonderfully on either. Thursday. See above. Intended to go to bed early, but that just didnt happen. Today. Got up, tried to express control of my own finances with my mother, got my issues belittled, ate lunch, got cut again, went to the food store, came back here, wrote this. I'm tired. Maybe I'll take a short nap. I don't know.
If this is how 2005 is gonna keep going, I'm not gonna make it out without a bleeding ulcer. At best.
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