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November 8th, 2007

Holy crap, my birthday is next weekend.  It snuck up on me this year!  Oh well, it’s not like I have time to plan parties anyway.

This means I will be confronted with the inevitable question of what I want for my birthday (and for Christmas, for that matter… I’ve already been asked that once).  On a day-to-day basis, I could find ten million and two things I simply MUST have.  But when it actually comes down to telling someone what to get me, I’m always at a loss.  I can’t ask my aunt for that $171 pair of shoes I want; that would be a pretty ridiculous request.  I’ve been browsing around various websites for almost an hour now and I honestly can’t find anything that my heart desires.  Well, correction: I can’t find anything that my heart desires in the $50 range.  My heart most certainly desires a cream-colored, almost-knee-length wool peacoat and that gorgeous $448 teal Marc Jacobs tote.  I just can’t come up with anything realistic.

Yeah, I know, poor me.  Trust me, I do have multitudes of other things to worry about.  I just wanted to take a little mental shopping vacation for a few minutes.  Thanks for tagging along!

Yessssss!

November 6th, 2007

I took the GRE this morning.  It was as grueling as I expected.  What I didn’t expect was the proctors not allowing me to have a bottle of water or my chapstick during the exam.  I crumble to pieces without my chapstick.  And no water?  Helloooooo, don’t they know dehydration reduces brain function?

But, obstacles aside, I did great.  On a scale of 200-800, I got a 640 on verbal and a 780 on quantitative reasoning.  I won’t find out my writing score for a couple of weeks, but I feel really good about that as well.

So, one major hurdle out of the way, only… I don’t even know, a few more to go.

Praying for a Quick Death

November 1st, 2007

I’ve only slept about 8 hours in the last 3 days.  It’s not insomnia, it’s that I just can’t be wasting precious time on things like sleep when I have papers to write and exams to study for.  The paper is finally done, after much research and poring and analyzing and writing and referencing.  Now I am left with eight hours until my exercise physiology exam, which I can spend in any combination of studying and sleeping.  The problem is, I’m too anxious to take a nap and too exhausted to focus.  It feels like my brain has melted out of my ear and dribbled into a sad pile on the floor, and someone has filled my head with espresso instead.  Not very productive.  I’m hoping a nice hot shower will either relax me enough so I can get a couple hours of sleep before hitting the books again, or clear my head enough so I can get a couple hours of studying done before hitting the sheets again.

Next week isn’t looking much rosier, either.  I have the GRE Tuesday, a psych exam Thursday, and a biochem group assignment due Friday.  Oh yeah, and my first grad school application is due in a month.  All I can think about is glorious, glorious December 20th, when all I will need to concern myself with is showing up at work at the comfortable hour of 4:30 every day, not getting sunburned in Hawaii, and, if I feel like it, doing some extra observation hours.  I just wish this was the 24th century and we had cloning or stasis or SOMETHING to get me by until then.