So, you know when I went to the ER at the beginning of 12th grade because of that thyroid thing? I won't go into all the details of what's happened between then and now or I'll become enraged at the ineptitude of my doctor, but lately I've been even more tired and miserable than I was in those last two years. I gained weight, I can't concetrate ( Read more... )

In the course of a minute, I saw a homeless woman run down the street barking like a dog and attacking a man with a gigantic traffic cone and I nearly walked into two pigeons getting it on in the middle of the sidewalk.

Gotta love living in the city.

http://cbs3.com/seenon/local_story_043210202.html

An expose about-Dun Dun Dun!- "Ivy League Naked Parties!" My friend thought she was in this. It wasn't her, to her great relief.

OMG!!! PRINCE CHARLES AND CAMILLA ARE ON A TOUR OF PHILLY AND NEW YORK AND ONE OF THEIR STOPS WAS TODAY AT THIS INTERNATIONAL HOUSE DORM WE HAVE AT PENN WHICH IS, LIKE, A BLOCK AWAY FROM MY DORM. SO, MY FRIEND AND I WENT THERE TO CATCH A GLIMPSE OF THEM AS THEY WENT INSIDE. WE DIDN'T GET VERY CLOSE TO THEM WHILE THEY WERE ARRIVING, BUT CAMILLA ( Read more... )

There was someone at school who last year I really connected with and as time went on we became very close. Then this year it fell apart. Maybe it was inevitable. I don't know. But I was fine with it ( Read more... )

So on Monday I finally switched out from my advanced Comm seminar into Stat. I missed three classes but I figured I could catch up. Unfortunately, the class is in Wharton and I'm in the School of Arts and Sciences, so I had to set up an account with them and get a Wharton email adress. No big deal. But it took two days for the change to go ( Read more... )

I'm in scheduling hell. Despite my best efforts, I'm not getting anywhere. This bites the big one.

I had another one of my "Arrrrhguughzafff!" moments involving Penn. I was getting blood work to see why I'm so freaking tired etc. all the time. I got this nurse who I not so affectionatly call Nurse Tituba. Her Barbados or whatever accent is so thick that I have no idea what she is saying and she does the most painful sticks ever. Last time I ( Read more... )

So, apparently I'm going to be a psych major because I can't seem to schedule any other freaking classes. 7 years of grad school, here I come!

I'm only partly serious.

I finally got antibiotics. I was sick for Fall Break and Thanksgiving Break. If I'm sick for Winter Break, someone is going to get hurt.

I'm sick. Again. It's becoming tradition that on Thanksgiving I come down with something or other. Three years ago it was that really horrible sinus infection, two years ago it was pneumonia, last year it was panic attacks the day after Thanksgiving, and this year it's this. I really didn't want to, but I was forced to miss classes today. ( Read more... )