I remember what I wanted to blog about- my nightmare. Seriously, this is what I dreamt about the night before the MCAT. I didn't dream about bombing the exam, being rejected by every med school, pharmacy school, law school or any other professional school I might apply to. No no! What does my subconscious conjure up for me? I dream about my ex-boyfriend trying to kill me. I got so freaked out that I woke up around 3 in the morning and was too scared to go back to sleep for at least another 15 minutes. Upon waking up and convincing myself that I was safe and there was no crazy ex-boyfriend within a 50 mile radius, I fell back asleep. But what happens? I dream that the same freaking ex comes after me AGAIN!! *sigh* So exhausting. I tell ya, I would have preferred a nightmare involving the LSAT or the MCAT.

Anyhow! I'm thinking about my current existence and everything that's happened this past year. I guess I'm pretty happy, lucky and fortunate. I have the cutest nephew in the world (seriously, he's pretty damn funny. The kid stops crawling to scratch his butt! HILARIOUS!) I'm with a guy who puts up with more than any person should ever have to (I'll admit, I wouldn't date myself... actually, maybe I would. I'd get a lot of gifts if I was dating myself... Hmm... lemme rethink my previous statement) In any case! I also have pretty nice parents. Need a little work in the apologizing department but I'll take what I can get for now. Yeah, I'm pretty happy with how I'm turning out. The siblings aren't TOO bad either.

So do I want to go to a med school that is currently on probation? What does that mean!? Maybe I should consult with a physician. I hope I ace the LSAT. Seriously, I'd rather do well on the LSAT than the MCAT because I think I will just be ashamed of myself if I faulter on the LSAT. Wouldn't you if you were a Humanities major!?!?

All right, time for me to productive by some means. I am definitely a bona fide SLOB. hee hee...

all right, blog later.
me.

It's over. Hallelujah. I have my life back. Just in time since my apartment is ridiculously filthy. Seriously, it needs some loving and a good scrubbing. That will be the events of this weekend I think. I can't wait. Going to bake some cookies or a cake too! I haven't decided. I'm still debating what I want recipe I want to try.

So I don't think I did well on the exam by any means, but at least I can say proudly that I did NOT start crying at ANY POINT before or after the exam. Honestly, I never believed people when they said that people just start bawling during the test. I think if you can leave a test like the MCAT feeling like you might have screwed up and knowing that you're about to blow a couple thousand dollars on pursuing your dream of becoming a doctor and never shed a tear, then that means you have a pretty level head and you know what matters the most in life. Seriously.

I think I'm going to write a book. "A Guide to Being Me." I think I can spew some good advice... at least on how to be like me!! hee hee... all right, time to go bond with my best friend. He's missed me these past two months and I've missed him too. Ahh...I love you TerryVision.

blog later.
me.