Tuesday, July 7, 2009

Debtown News...since I am the only one left

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Miss 6!! My other updates are gone...sigh...it wasn't that interesting anyway. So what's up now?

Neuro
Neuro
Neuro

Waiting to hear from both part of the Ed office to confirm I can take the exam tomm. They better or I am going all Israeli on their asses. I learned from the best (Ms. S.Z), and my mother for that matter. I will simply take a rolling pin in hand , just like my mom used to do. It works..trust.

In the meantime, Neuroanatomy and histo in the morning, and physio/biochem in the afternoon and then review!!! I am going to do well tomorrow. I feel it in my bones. It kinda hurts. My cousin send me daily msgs about when I will come home...Nothing says guilt like a child. I'm trying, darling, Im trying!! "Sajju akka, don't make me ride the rides by myself at Disney world!!" Awwww....PILE ON THE GUILT!!!

Funny enough, spoke to DaRoomie and F. last night and both seemed worried about me. They think I need to get out of the house more or talk to someone.ut I did! I talked to Miss 6, N.G. and peeps from home yest. And went to dinner w/ Omri last night. DUDE is MADDD funny. But walking in to Vapiano, I saw ev. person I could care less to see...needless to say...brown crowd was out en masse. Ick.
Apparently (according to DaRoomie and F) I was talking really fast. But c'mon, I always talk fast, and when I am rushing from one place to another, I tend to match my speed of talk to my speed of walk. I am not stressed abt exams, just anything that stops me from studying.

Like paying rent, and running out of milk, or having to cook (and dont say order, bc I am not going home FAT after working so hard to drop weight), or bank issues or tuition or lecture book or God knows what other mission the Ed office will send me on next. URGH!!!

I am going to KILL F.'s neighbors. Woman asked me if I was pregnant this morning. Because of the zits on my face, and b/c of my loose shirts and she says I'm glowing. No idea where the pimples are coming from, but the loose shirts are cooler. And I'm not glowing, I'm SWEATING! It's freakin HOT!!! Just to clarify - I am not pregnant. Oh, god. You don't say that to someone for Pete's sake. It's freakin me out a little. Gets my overactive mind thinking...

I hate Dumbrecen. Want out of here. SWEDEN, here I come!!! Men of Sweden, watch out - the American is invading! =)



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