Could someone please explain to me what the heck was ’snookie’ from the Jersey Shore doing in Grammys; and what the hell were GaGa & Britney wearing??
It’s the Grammys not the MTV awards. Seriously…
Newsflash is I need to study… A LOT!!
But instead I’m here reading blogs while I listen to my favorite iTunes and decide whether o not bake some cookies.
I feel much better from yesterdays. Thanks to everyone who came to my rescue. Love you all.
XOXO
I just had a nasty, nasty fight with my ex.
Yes, the same I saw in the hospital.
I ran into my ex and his GF (the one he cheated on me with) yesterday at the hospital. I’m not sure if he is aware that I practically live there now or if it was just coincidence, at this point it doesn’t really matter. She was sick and looked like crap, I wasn’t looking that bad for 9pm my hair was down and I had my white/DR. coat on. You will NEVER look bad in that.
I knew this day was going to come, I was just praying that it would happen in this exact same conditions. It made my day, maybe my week.
Hehe..
It’s been one hell of a week and I just cannot wait for it to be over. Early starts, late nights; I feel like a zombie who is about to die for the second time. I want to cry too… I’m just so so tired :’(.
Ok, enough ranting.
Time to man up and hit the hospital.
Love you guys,
XOXO
that it’s 2:00am and I’m eating Strawberry Cheesecake ice cream straight from the bucket and watching Glee on DVD?
that it’s 1:30am and I’m eating Strawberry Cheesecake ice cream straight from the bucket and watching Glee on DVD?
I have an accent which is the result of living half of my life in NYC and the other half in Puerto Rico. I am fluent in both languages -English and Spanish- but when I speak the second one I tend to do it with a light accent. I can’t help it, we speak English in my house all the time and it’s a little late to change it.
Yeah, whatever… What’s with the bitch?
We were doing follow ups on our Diagnosis class at the hospital -it’s very interesting, we discuss cases, see charts, get to do examinations, ask questions to the patients etc- and the teacher was assigning us the cases. I was reassigned the same 2 cases I had yesterday which was fine with me. So out of the blue one of classmates jumps off her chair and said that one of the patient requested not to have me on his case. I was surprised since I didn’t do anything wrong while we were with him plus we are always supervised by the doctors. Then she said it “he said she talked weird and couldn’t understand her well”.
WHAT-THE-FUCK
I felt super bad, the bitch ratted me out in front of everyone including doctors, and I understand that the patient has all the right but that was not the way. Why didn’t she let me know before hand so I could have talk to the doctor about it?? You don’t do that, at least not that way.
The Doctor kind of backed me up at the time (which was nice of him) but still he called me in after the lab was over to talk about it. I felt bad specially because it’s something that I can’t really change, I don’t have a language switch that I can turn on and off as I please.
I’ve never really liked her and now I like her even less.
It’s war you BITCH!
You know how there’s always someone on facebook tagging pictures of 10 years ago?? Well, I got tagged yesterday and it was a high school pic. Awww, High School. I believe this pic is probably from 2000/2001 not so long ago; I graduated HS in 2002.
I couldn’t help but go “aww” about the uniforms. This was, well still IS since my little sister attends that same school, the casual uniform, we had another that was the ‘formal’ one; it had a tie and long sleeves -in the fucking tropic- god, it was torture.
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