Friday, December 21, 2007
I'm now an MS 1.5. WHOOP! freakin freakin WHOOP! If I could put how excited I was this afternoon into words I would. But I can't. Just know I was practically jumping out of my skin afterwards! YAY YAY YAY!
Oh, and I'd really like to say thank you to all the family and friends that came to serve us stressed out students at Burn Out dinners. It was incredibly sweet and generous of all of you that came, and all of you that donated. We med students REALLY appreciate it! This is just another one of the reasons that I love this family atmosphere at UTH. WHOOP!
Thanks and gig 'em.
(but not thanks for scheduling classes to start at EIGHT AM on th 7th. Yeah... they last til 5pm too. HISS!!!)
Tuesday, December 18, 2007
Sunday, November 25, 2007
Expiration can mean exhaling, but it is also a term used to say someone has passed away.
I'm working on a review for class, and the questions is what causes splitting of S2 (a heart sound) and what makes it go away. Inspiration causes it, and expiration makes it go away. HAHAHAH of course expiration makes it go away because if you're dead you have no heart beat!
Also, I discussed beatin' the hell outta t.u. with my dad and I said that if my future children went to t.u., I would be sad but I could live with it. But if my kids went to tortilla tech I'd wonder where I went wrong raising them and I questions if they could even be mine. So we came up with this.....
If my kid went to t.u. I'd be upset, but if my kid went to tech I'd get a DNA test.
Saturday, November 24, 2007
Not as easy to inset into casual conversation as 12-7 ("Hey what time is it?" "Oh... about 12 to 7" "Hey, what time is the movie?" "It starts at about 6:48, you know, 12 to 7." "What time do you want to meet for dinner?" "hmmm its 6:30 now, so lets meed at about 12 to 7"), but we'll deal :) I'll just relate the score to baking.
"how long do I need to put the cookies in for?" "hmmm, 38 to 30 minutes should do the trick!"
"Beat eggs for 38 to 30 seconds at a time"
"How many strawberies in the pie?" "oh I'm not sure, something like 38 to 30"
"How many inches of rain have you gotten in Houston today?" "about 30 to 38 inches" (well it feels like it has rained that much today!)
So WHOOP Aggies!!! We BTHO t.u.!
And Fran is gone! Double WHOOP!
Thursday, November 22, 2007
- Lotion Kleenex
- Family (they're really there for you when you most need them!)
- Amazing medical school friends
- Incredible tank mates (and a great body!)
- The willed body donor that has given me an incredible introduction to the human body
- My wonderful boyfriend
- Sunday night home cooked dinner at my aunt and uncle's
- Good pens
- Amazing friends
- Aggieland (I never thought I'd miss it so much!)
Tuesday, November 13, 2007
Every day pretty much I can hardly believe I'm in REAL medical school. I guess some of it is because I didn't take time off (and I'm glad I didn't), but every once in a while I go holy cow, I'm really going to be a doctor. A real doctor. A doctor that sees real patients. Human patients. Is there a point when I'm actually going to feel like a doctor though? Or at least like I'm really becoming a doctor. (it is WAY to early to feel the slightest bit competent). I guess it is just one of those gradual transitions where one day I'll go, hmmm guess I'm becoming a real doctor.
Maybe its time I go do some shadowing. I think I'll need to go over my ICM stuff so I might have a clue as to how I should interact with patients......that will have to wait until Thanksgiving.
Sunday, November 11, 2007
And here is the cool pic I took during the tour (it was the first time I've seen the life flight helicopter!). And if you're reading thing and you're gonna interview at UT Houston, let me know and I'll try to give your tour!
Saturday, November 10, 2007
Tuesday, October 23, 2007
Tuesday, October 16, 2007
"We are furious," Tibet's Communist Party boss, Zhang Qingli, told reporters. "If the Dalai Lama can receive such an award, there must be no justice or good people in the world."
Talk about over exaggerating. NO justice, OR good people? Seriously? The DALAI LAMA is THAT bad? Seriously? This would be a really good topic for Seth and Amy's REALLY??? segment on snl.
Friday, October 12, 2007
Friday, September 28, 2007
Tuesday, September 18, 2007
Monday, September 17, 2007
Wednesday, September 12, 2007
PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE don't leave your little Beagle-y type dog out on your porch for such a long time. If you didn't notice, it barks, a lot, at everything. It is very cute, and I appreciate doggie cuteness, but sometimes I need to study. And that dog needs to come inside. Don't you know Humberto is on his way? Humberto is the reason I am at home studying being disturbed by your otherwise pleasant bark machine (they had to close the submarine doors at school! No gross lab for me!). So please, be kind, don't leave your dog on the porch for so long. There isn't anything for the poor puppy to do out there anyway. Except bark. A lot.
Saturday, September 8, 2007
Don't talk to me while I have my stethoscope in my ears. I can't hear you. Unless I'm looking at your mouth or listening to your chest, or you have the diaphragm of the stethoscope in front of your mouth, I won't have any idea you're even talking. I mean my ears are plugged up. That's all I'm saying. Just a heads up so no one will say anything important during the critical time of no hearing.
Friday, September 7, 2007
Histology: I'm a little scared of the course director, but I am sure he's a nice guy at heart. Lab just isn't worth going to because you are tested on images from books and websites, not from what you do in the actual lab. My time is better spent looking at images I might actually be tested over. Class is pretty straightforward, I just need to read.
Gross Anatomy: This is the one class that can make me feel like a total idiot and a complete genius. (ok not genius, but at least I feel like I might know something). I can't go to lecture because they go so fast I end up in a panic and I cry because I feel like there is no way I can ever learn it all. So I just stay home and study and I think I've been doing pretty good so far. I did get 12/20 on the practice practical! (sounds bad but it really isn't!) We did have a really good lecture today. Dr. Zhang is absolutely amazing. I want to kidnap him and run away to a desert island and have him talk anatomy to me all day long. Just amazing. (note: I do not literally want to kidnap him, its just a figure of speech because he is so cool I'd like to spend a lot of time with him.)
Biochemistry: This class should be a pre-requisite for medical school. It just should be. What we are going over right now feels SO basic to me. I mean we went over DNA replication today. DNA REPLICATION!!!!!! But the tests are tricky so I'm really glad I have the background already. So if you're pre med and reading this TAKE A SEMESTER OF BIOCHEM. You'll thank me later :)
Developmental Anatomy: It's all about babies. and moms. That is exactly what Dr. Rogers will tell you. And it is. I love it so far. Babies babies babies. What could make me happier? Real life babies. That's about it.
Intro to Clinical Medicine: I loves our course director. She is AH-mazing. But we do this standardized patient thing, which I did today, and it was SO AWKWARD!!! How come if these people are supposed to be standardized, they all act differently?!!??!?!? I guess I just like concrete things like do this, say this, this is how it should be done. Which I would have prepped for if I hadn't been told "oh don't worry! go in there, introduce yourself, and the standardized patient will lead you through it to teach you." Yeah that isn't how it happened. I introduced myself and he said "ok, go" UH it just felt awkward!!!!!! It probably wasn't so bad, but here is what it came down to. Don't put your hands in your pockets, you look casual, and welcome to adult hood. You are Student Doctor Sarah Lastname. I guess I am an adult, but I'm also just a 22 year old medical student!!!!! I can hardly take care of myself!!!!!! (ok, I actually do ok taking care of myself, but I'm just not a cleaner)
So that's pretty much how its going. I love UT Houston. It is amazing. But it is still hard. But I can do it. YEA ME!!!!
Thursday, August 16, 2007
Well today was my first real Houstonian experience. Tropical storm Erin (insert menacing music here) hit Houston hard. Specifically the part of Houston I needed to get around, you know, like to my CONDO!! Where I LIVE!!! My family had come down for my white coat ceremony (more on that later), and my dad and I were trying to get back to my place from Ikea (where I bought a very difficult to put together bookcase. Again, more on that later) and EVERY road to my condo was flooded. Luckily my dad has a Honda Pilot and I did probably the most badass thing I've done in a while. The road where we were was to0 flooded to go through and we were on a one way side of the light rail. So we hopped the curb, crossed over the rail lines, and got back on the other side to head back. It was super cool. I could never do that in my little sports car. I now want an SUV. I NEED and SUV. I NEED TO FORD THE RIVER DAMMIT!
Ok and now the scary. The rain had let up, we ate lunch, water had receded pretty much everywhere, except the way I chose to try to get back to the condo! My car is small, and cute, and the check engine light used to come on anytime I even thought about going through a puddle. There really wasn't room to turn around so I called my dad (who was right behind me) and since I saw another car get through, we decided to FORD THE RIVER!!! It was the scariest thing I've done in a long time. I just tried to keep going. If there is a strategy to getting through water, PLEASE tell me. Here was mine. PRAY! And just keep going. My instinct was totally to ease up on the gas but I just thought, if my wheels keep spinning, maybe they'll work like propellers and get me through. I just prayed and prayed and the water was all splashing up on my hood!!! I thought I was going to die! (ok not die, the water wasn't moving, my family was behind me in their car, but still!) It is seriously God that got me through. I cried. Just a little. It was scary and I lived. It felt good. I like living, and I like my condo. :) And I like Oregon Trail if you didn't notice. Here's a pic of the bayou by my place. (Ok it is the Bayou, but not exactly where I live, and it isn't from today, but I SWEAR it looked like this, but with lots of rushing water)
Now to the white coat ceremony! YAY!!! It was really exciting and very nice. I think mine fits funny but that is ok. It was really feel good, we got to sign the student honor code thing and we took the Hippocratic Oath (modified, but still super awesome since physicians for over 2000 years have been saying it). I think people sign things and take oaths lightly now, but an oath is really really serious and when you violate it, it really puts a mark on your honor as a person. And THAT is a big deal. :) At least to me.
Ok that's all for now. Retreat is tomorrow and I have to get to bed so that I can wake up and finish packing, and get there in time so that they don't leave me!
Saturday, August 11, 2007
My friends Laura and Nathan came down Tuesday and we went to Galveston Wednesday. YAY Galveston! We had a lot of fun going to Schlitterbahn and to the beach, even if gulf water is salty and itchy. I had cut my elbow at Schlitterbahn so I had to keep it out of the icky flesh eating bacteria infested water. But it was still fun. And I have a little color on my skin before I begin my hermit days of studying indoors.
And, one of the most exciting things, I picked up my white coat!!!!!!! It is so pretty! And it fits just fine too. Unlike my scrubs I ordered. The bottoms are fine but the tops are HUGE! Why oh why am I two different sizes?
Oh yeah, I also got my syllabi for my classes. CRAZY!! A med school syllabus isn't just the intro to the class, it is all the notes for the whole block, semester, whatever. So it is pretty much a book. But much cheaper than any textbook. I took them in to get them bound so I'll post the number of pages when I get them back.
I've got to finish painting the cabinets so I'm off again. I swear I'll write more regularly.
Thursday, August 2, 2007
So in short, here's what's going on so far:
Back in Houston from home home
Bedroom painted (light green)
Kitchen painted (red)
Condo getting semi-organized
Diploma hung (it looks so good! YAY Benjamin Knox!)
Foundation Honors certificate hung (also bueno! YAY)
Going out to eat with Aunt and everyone else
Going out Friday with UTH people
Going to Lowe's Monday with Jenny for the BIG TRIP with the 10% off coupon
I'm going to start working on the kitchen cabinets soon so that I can do them over several days since they will be a pain in the butt. I will be using Sherwin Williams paint though, which will make is one million times better. I make the mistake of using another brand *gasp* of paint because the color was sooooo cool for the kitchen, and I was kicking myself the whole time. It didn't go on evenly, I had to double coat, it still shows some brush strokes, and mostly it was a pain to do! As opposed to painting my bedroom which was a WONDERFUL experience (as wonderful as painting can be). The paint went on well, covered the dark yellowbrowngreen color, didn't show any brush strokes or roller spots, and it only needed ONE coat. YAY.
Now if I could only get my hair to cooperate, then I'd be in business. Tips for dealing with curly hair in this extreme humidity are welcome.
Saturday, July 21, 2007
Boy was it a TON of work. I'll have to blog about it later. But to sum part of it up, here is my idea.
Make a website where people can list and buy real estate without meddling realtor's to cause problems. I want to call it common sense realty. It will cut all the BS out. When doing the deal comes down to me calling the seller (since my agent can't talk to her, and I can't talk to her agent), why the HECK do I have a realtor anyway?!?!?! If you have the time to steal my idea, just clue me in so I can get some credit. People without common sense will not be allowed. I'll give the tests myself if I have to. I'm at the point where we should forget medical reform, we need realty reform. CUT OUT THE MIDDLEMAN!!! (Funny how that works for BOTH problems!).
But what it boils down to is that we have our condo, and I LOVE it. I love the appliances, I love the floor, I love the location, I love pressing the button to open the gate to let me in the complex, and I love driving around the area to figure things out. YAY Houston!
Here's a lit of what I've done and what I need to do:
Scrubbed tile and bleached grout in kitchen
Unpacked all boxes
Bought sheets for sleeper sofa
Bought coffee table from Ikea
Bought drapes for bedroom (maroon and cute!)
Chose colors to paint kitchen, cabinets, and bedroom
Put shade sconce thingies on lights above sink in bathroom
Need to do:
Rekey the locks
Put coffee table from Ikea together
Mail in change of address form
Put insulation around freon line (strange I know)
Set up cable internet
That's all I can think of for now. YAY condo!
Tuesday, July 10, 2007
Hey, don't you guys love tennis? (from CollegeHumor)
Saturday, July 7, 2007
And in another victory for America, we took back the hotdog eating championship. YAY AMERICA!
Tuesday, July 3, 2007
The boyfriend and I let the dog out to potty. When Bella got done, she came back on the porch and started sniffing something. At first we thought it was just another bug that she wanted to play with. (and by play I mean paw to death, accidentally of course). I told her to leave it and to come in when I realized it wasn't a bug, it was a baby bird! I felt really bad that it was outside all alone in the wetness so we brought out a towel to try to give it some bedding and we put out some bread so that it could eat.
The next day we kept checking on it to make sure the dog didn't step on it or eat it, and as it tried to dry out, the boyfriend finally tried to poke it and that made it fly away. HELLO BIRDIE!!! YOU SHOULD HAVE FLOWN AWAY LIKE YESTERDAY! Well birdie ended up on the roof. And what happened that evening. It rained. A LOT. Birdie fell/slid of the roof. We found her and I knew it didn't look good. The boyfriend thought we could get it to eat and get its strength up, but I really doubted it. I just couldn't let the birdie be outside in the cold, alone, to die. So we brought Birdie in and put her in a box with a bottle cap of very wet bread and a paper towel and put her in the garage.
In the morning I went to check on Birdie, and sadly she (he?) didn't make it through the night. I put her outside and when the boyfriend got home, he took care of it. (In my mind the birdie is buried next to this Christmasy tree in the backyard). I hope you were at least warm little birdie.
Oh and did I mention. I HATE BIRDS!! They are annoying, they make a lot of noise, the poop/pee EVERYWHERE (they actually don't pee, they excrete a non water soluble uric acid along with other solidish waste, which is different that the water soluble true pee urea that people let out), and I generally dislike them. A lot. GAH! But I am a sucker. And it was a baby. And it was alone (no mommy ever came for it, I watched) wet, cold, and hungry.
And have a fabulous 4th of July. God bless America. WHOOP!
Wednesday, June 27, 2007
|What Your Favorite Color Green Says About You:|
Balanced --- Relaxed --- Flexible
Compassionate --- Philosophical --- Humble
Loyal --- Inventive --- Unique
|You Would Be a Pet Dog|
You're friendly, loyal, and an all around good sport. People love to be near you.
You are very open with your feelings, and you're quite vocal in expressing them.
You are sincere and kind. You love many people - without any sort of agenda.
Why you would make a great pet: You're content to chill out with your friends
Why you would make a bad pet: You always find yourself getting into trouble
What you would love about being a dog: Running around and playing
What you would hate about being a dog: Being left home alone while everyone else is out having fun
|You Are Olive Green|
You are the most real of all the green shades. You're always true to yourself.
For you, authenticity and honesty are very important... both in others and yourself.
You are grounded and secure. It takes a lot to shake you.
People see you as dependable, probably the most dependable person they know.
|Your Theme Song is Back in Black by AC/DC|
"Back in black, I hit the sack,
I've been too long, I'm glad to be back"
Things sometimes get really crazy for you, and sometimes you have to get away from all the chaos.
But each time you stage your comeback, it's even better than the last!
|You Belong in Rome|
You're a big city soul with a small town heart
Which is why you're attracted to the romance of Rome
Strolling down picture perfect streets, cappuccino in hand
And gorgeous Italian people - could life get any better?
|Your Hillbilly Name Is...|
|There's a 12% Chance You've Been Abducted By Aliens|
There's virtually no chance you've been abducted by aliens.
But there's always hope for the future!
|You Are 62% Tortured Genius|
You are smart. Brilliant in fact. And while it's a blessing, it's also a curse.
Your head is filled with everything - grand ideas, insufferable worries, and a good deal of angst.
|You Are Bert|
Extremely serious and a little eccentric, people find you loveable - even if you don't love them!
You are usually feeling: Logical - you rarely let your emotions rule you
You are famous for: Being smart, a total neat freak, and maybe just a little evil
How you life your life: With passion, even if your odd passions (like bottle caps and pigeons) are baffling to others
|You Should Go to Grad School|
Grad school definitely isn't for everyone, but it looks like it's for you.
You have a pretty good idea of what you want to study - and how it will further your career.
So go ahead and go for it! You're ready to be a PhD.
|Your Bumper Sticker Should Be|
If you don't like my driving - stay off the sidewalk
Ok I guess that is enough for now...... maybe I'll go to bed now.
Tuesday, June 26, 2007
So what this says to me is that t.u. fans are so stupid they might get confused and buy a sawed off longhorn rather than a longhorn which is the mascot of t.u. Seriously. Is Austin really the drain of Texas where all stupidity funnels to? I would hope not. But anyway, Aggieland Outfitters settled, and now they have to change the sawed off logo to this stupid looking thing with a white patch and nostrils. GAH. I'm glad I still have my nostril free t-shirt. I hope I don't confuse anyone when I wear it. :-P
Sunday, June 24, 2007
STOP ASKING HOW TO ANSWER "Tell us what areas of medicine you are interested in"!!!!!
It is not that freaking hard. Seriously. Just answer the question!!!! I think these anal pre meds are just over thinking the questions. Also, the schools aren't asking you to make your final decision now. They know you'll probably even change your mind from what you say. It helps them choose who to interview you (oh you're in love with pediatrics.... hmmm we'll have a pediatrician interview you!!!) and since we all know there are personality traits associated with what people like, it helps them know more about you from your application. So quit being a baby and just answer the freaking question. If you can't answer this, you're going to have a really hard time making decisions that actually will matter in life.
Thursday, June 21, 2007
Monday, June 18, 2007
6:45 am: I wake up with Peter. But I don't want to get up and pee even though Peter really wants me to. I like my bed. I'm comfortable. Come back later. I need my beauty rest
8:30 am: Now I need to pee. BAD. I'll stick my nose in Sarah's face. She has a heart she'll take me to pee.
8:35 am: I finally get outside to pee. But the ground is wet and I don't do water. I don't do dampness. Oh no now I gotta bark. And sniff. And check the wind direction. Ok now I'll pee because Sarah is going to leave me. And if she leaves me, what will I do!! I can't be outside by myself!!! I'll never survive!
8:40 am: I finally pee. FINALLY. Sarah was really excited.
8:42 am: I guess I'll go back to sleep. But first I need to check on Sarah several times. And I have to pace around the room to make sure the ghosts in the house didn't move anything.
10:00am: Hmmmm, Sarah has prepared breakfast. I guess I'll at least pretend to be interested. I only eat under specific conditions. I don't know what they are, but they had better be in place.
10:30 to 2:30: Time to patrol the house. Pace pace pace. Sniff around the house. Bark at the reflections of people in the back yard. Pace some more. Lay down by Sarah. Get up and lay by the TV. Find my blankie. Play with blankie. Lay down again and take a nap. I love to nap. Get up and pace again. Bark at reflections of neighbors again. Look out front window for Peter. Where is Peter! He is late! By the way I'm still not eating. Take nap by front window to wait for Peter.
2:30pm: PETER IS HOME!!!!!!!!!!!! PETER IS HOME!!!!!!! JUMP JUMP JUMP JUMP PETER IS H-O-M-E Home! YAY YAY YAY YAY YAY!!!!
3:45pm: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO I've been locked away in the bedroom! Why do they do this to me!!! Woe is me!!!! I'm all alone! Abandoned! No one will ever find me in here!
4:30 pm: Grandma and Grandpa are here!!! They set me free!!!!! Now to bark at the reflections some more
5:00pm: Sarah and Peter are home!!!!!! They still love me!!!!!
6pm: Dinner time!!! It is taco night. I sure like tacos. Well I think I do. I've never actually had them. But I'm sure they are amazing. The family sure like them. Maybe if I look at them with a REALLY cute face... nope nothing. I'll sniff the ground in case they drop anything. Maybe I'll nudge them too. gah... I'll just lay here under the table. Woe is me. Why doesn't my food smell as good as theirs?
8pm: ROAD TRIP!!! I love riding in the car, sticking my nose out the window. fun fun fun. We go the Peter's place. Now I must eat his roommates tiny dog. Fun fun fun. I love chasing the dog. Oh boy another road trip to Peter's parents! YAY!! I chased the cat. a lot. I know the cat likes it. I like the cat. So much fun. fun fun fun. Oh now I'll run up and down the stairs! EVEN MORE FUN!!!!
9pm. Back home. Sarah's step sister has a friend over. I must show all of my cuteness!!! Commence running around jumping and looking all around cute. We're all going to have a slumber party tonight, just us girls. YAY! Maybe Sarah will paint my toenails pink again! Awwww the girls went up stairs and I'm not allowed. Now I have to lay pitifully at the bottom of the stairs. Woe is me.
Now off the doggie dream land. I wonder what I dream about....... hmmmmmmm
Friday, June 15, 2007
I was on the phone catching up with a friend that will be going to medical school with me. As I was telling him how loan stuff works, he told me he thought I was going to be class president. How nice of him! I don't like to toot my own horn, but it did get me thinking... should I try to be a class officer? I had thought about it because Welcome Weekend was a BLAST and I would love to help plan and welcome in the newest medschoolers, but now that someone's brought it up to me, maybe I really should do it! If you read, please tell me what you think. :) I'm very curious to hear ideas. Off the top of my head... will I have enough time? Will I be able to keep my excitement level up under the stress of school? Am I smart enough to do it all? Will I still have time for keeping up with family, the boyfriend, and the dog? hmmmmmmm.... I'll ponder it :)
Monday, June 11, 2007
Friday, June 8, 2007
But here's where I think it gets better...
My aunt went to UT Houston for medical school
I'm going to UT Houston for medical school
My cousin is going to UT Houston for medical school
Note: My cousin is my mom's brother's son. He's not the child of my aunt that went to UT Houston
It is like we've created a family legacy. WHOOP!
Saturday, June 2, 2007
Beginning of College: Start a journal where you write down every club, every award, ever little thing you might possibly want to include in any application/CV/resume ever. It will be a lot easier to remember later on. And if you don't, I'll almost guarantee you won't remember every single thing.
Christmas before you apply: begin your personal statement. You have a nice break, just sit down and write the thing. Get a nice rough copy, start sending it to people and getting it evaluated.
Spring break: Finish up your personal statement. Again this is a REALLY nice break, almost zero stress time you can use. Suck it up and do it.
May 1 or when you're done with finals, whichever comes last: Start the application. Once your PS is done, the rest is easy. Especially if you kept your journal! You don't want to start until you're done with finals because your grades do matter, and the first couple weeks don't matter much.
When you've finished entering everything: wait one or two days, don't look at the application at all. This will clear your mind. Then go back through, look at everything freshly, and check for completeness and errors. The person who will read this app won't know you so you need to be clear and informative, but concise. The attitude "if they want to know more, they'll interview me" isn't really a safe one. They might just want to interview the 1000's of other people who DID tell them everything they wanted to know.
Once you've, checked, rechecked, and triple checked your application: SUBMIT! YAY. Then do all those little things you're supposed to do in the directions. Yeah, the directions are important. You should read them.
Once you've submitted: depending on how burnt out you feel, either do the secondaries that day, or the next. BUT DO THEM! Unless you'd rather put off medical school for a year rather than go to that school, do it! And if you think you'd like to put off medical school for a year, talk to all the people on SDN who didn't match. If you've ever had something terrible happen to you that made your heart sink and made you doubt everything you've done in you life, yeah that's about how I think people felt not matching.
The application and secondaries are not the time to wimp out. Write well, do the secondaries, and nail the interview. I'm not pulling this advice outta my behind, I did go through the application cycle, interviewed at every TMDSAS school, and got into 4. My advice isn't golden, but I've gotten a lot of great advice from the pre-med advisor at A&M. I'll be so bold as to say she is the best pre-med advisor anywhere. Seriously. And she's really made me want to pass on my knowledge and advice I've gained from this whole crazy thing. So good luck applying! I'll try to write some future stuff in more detail. If you have questions and you'd actually like my opinion, feel free to ask. I love to help.
p.s. I'm reading Complications by Atul Gawande. It is awesome and you should read it. :)
Friday, June 1, 2007
Thursday, May 31, 2007
Wednesday, May 30, 2007
Dear Families at my Church:
In the interest of the continued growth of our church, it is IMPERATIVE that we have more babies. Currently, we have only ONE regular baby under 1 year. It takes 9 months to grow a new one, so to keep adequate child flow through the nursery, you need to get busy NOW! Be fruitful and multiply, as my father says. However, should you not desire/be able to grow a bun in the oven, adoption/fostering is a WONDERFUL alternative, and we the workers of the nursery of accepting of ALL babies. Even fussy ones. We promise to not even pinch them.
To help sway you, here are some of the amenities the nursery has:
- Virtually unlimited cheerio supply (if you don't know already, this is VERY important to the happiness of babies.)
- Good snuggling arms
- A wide video selection, including favorites such as the Wiggles, Dora, and Bob the Builder
- And finally, we have Family Fun Night, once a month, on Friday night, so that you may drop off any children you currently have and work on making a new one
Wednesday, May 23, 2007
Sunday, May 20, 2007
8:00 am - Dog food! My favorite thing!
9:30 am - A car ride! My favorite thing!
9:40 am - A walk in the park! My favorite thing!
10:30 am - Got rubbed and petted! My favorite thing!
12:00 pm - Lunch! My favorite thing!
1:00 pm - Played in the yard! My favorite thing!
3:00 pm - Wagged my tail! My favorite thing!
5:00 pm - Milk bones! My favorite thing!
7:00 pm - Got to play ball! My favorite thing!
8:00 pm - Wow! Watched TV with the people! My favorite thing!
11:00 pm - Sleeping on the bed! My favorite thing!
Day 983 of my captivity. My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects.
They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets. Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat something in order to keep up my strength. The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape. In an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit on the carpet.
Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their feet. I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it clearly demonstrates what I am capable of. However, they merely made condescending comments about what a "good little hunter" I am.
There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I was placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event.
However, I could hear the noises and smell the food. I overheard that my confinement was due to the power of "allergies." I must learn what this means, and how to use it to my advantage.
Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking. I must try this again tomorrow -- but at the top of the stairs.
I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and snitches. The dog receives special privileges. He is regularly released - and seems to be more than willing to return. He is obviously retarded.
The bird has got to be an informant. I observe him communicate with the guards regularly. I am certain that he reports my every move. My captors have arranged protective custody for him in an elevated cell, so he is safe. For now...
Saturday, May 19, 2007
So today the boyfriend and I take the dog to the local doggie park. We do it ALL the time because it is a HUGE nice fenced in area with a lot of other dogs, and the dog LOVES to play. She is just over a year, still a puppy, and likes to play. PLAY!!! But I am honestly thinking about not going back to the dog park for a while. There are a lot of nice people that go there, and a LOT of nice dogs that our dog really likes. But then there are the idiots......
I'll start with yesterday. The boyfriend, the dog, and I have been at the doggie park for a good 30 minutes. Then large hairy black lab came in. Said lab then tried to hump a dog our dog made friends with. Our dog DOES NOT TOLERATE HUMPING! I think I need to give her a sign. She doesn't hump, she doesn't try to be dominate over other dogs, but when a boy dog tries to hump her, SHE DOESN'T LIKE IT! And yeah... if the idiots would read the RULES when they walk into the doggie park they would see that "Do not allow your dog to mount another dog, as this behavior is very likely to lead to a fight. Even if your dog means no harm, the other dog is very likely to take offense." My dog takes offense! Usually it is no big deal at all. The dog snaps and moves to get the offending dog off, and it is all over. So when the lab humped our dogs friend, our dog snapped at the lab. The lab went BESERK! CRAZY!!!! I haven't seen the dog be that aggressive EVER, and there was NO WAY I was pulling her out of it. If dogs are in a real fight, rule numero uno is don't get in the fight with them! You will be injured! (ok I mean I'm not guaranteeing it, but there is a good chance you'll get hurt). Even the boyfriend (uber laid back, nothing is a big deal) gets up because he knows this is a real fight. He grabs some old rope toy laying around and keeps hitting (not too hard) our dog to grab her attention to something other than KILL BLACK LAB. It works, she runs over to us, snarls once when the lab tries to come over too, and then it was done. The lab owner didn't even get up ONCE, call his stupid dog, or do ANYTHING. And our dog ended up with two puncture wounds and a scratch, all on the back of her neck. This dog is like my child, and I was so upset. Dogs can do real damage!!! Just because the dog is big she isn't evil! She is a good dog! But yeah, I was upset, the guy was lazy and stupid and I hope his dog doesn't come back. Ever.
And then today. Our dog is big. She's almost 100 pounds. And she is about 95% puppy. So like I said, she likes to play. Well our dog tried to play with another dog that didn't want to play. She wanted to yelp without being touched, run away very fast, and pretty much act just like the dog our dog is used to playing with. (which is an annoying dog that yelps and barks, and does stupid stuff, but entertains our dog. And they love each other. They are sad when they are apart, so I'm sure when they make all the noise they are playing). Anyway, our dog was playing too hard with the other dog (a boxer) and we knew it, and were trying to gently get them apart. But dogs also run FAST! The boxer owner told us it was ok, she wasn't mad, we got them apart, and boy did they play the rest of the time!! BFF ok!!!! But right as the boyfriend was pulling the dog away from the skittish boxer, this JERK HEAD POO BRAIN in a stupid white polo with stupid aviator glasses trying to make himself look cool even though he was a NERD ALERT comes up and YELLS AT ME that my dog is TERRORIZING the boxer and can't I see that the boxer is absolutely TERRIFIED by my dog. GAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! Here it is America, the real face of a terrorist (at least a terrorist dog)
She could sit on you and love you to death. Watch out. So the rest of the time I was just really upset that that jerk came up to me like I wasn't doing anything and that our dog was actually trying to hurt the boxer. Again, dogs are fast and hard to catch when they are running. Sorry I didn't jump on top of both of the dogs to break it up. Plus they weren't even fighting!!!!!!!!! We pulled our dog over to the side and everyone in the area asked me if that guy was seriously yelling at me. And of course they all said, "didn't they just see she was trying to play? Doesn't he know anything about dogs? Your dog is really nice." So I felt a little better, but just seeing that jerkface go off to his other elitist dog friends to talk about how horrible and terrifying our dog is made me really mad and upset.
So along with the "Do Not Hump Me" sign I'd like the dog to wear, I'd like her to wear a "I'm sorry I'm big but I like to play and I'm actually quite gentle. My owners adopted me about 2 months ago because my owners gave me up so give them a break because THEY ARE JUST TRYING TO BE GOOD PUPPY PARENTS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
I strangely feel better having written this all out. The boyfriend, in his amazing ability to tune out anything he wants, didn't even notice the guy, so he wasn't much help for validation. I know I'm biased and I love our doggie more than anyone, and I don't want to be making excuses for her behavior, but I am because she's a DOG and she isn't exactly easy to reason with. You know, "Doggie, please don't be so upset when those boy dogs want to hump you. Also, if you could please not be so excited because sometimes your size intimidates other dogs, so if you could just calmly walk up to them and do the doggie sniff crotch ritual, it would really make things easier for everyone." <-- HAHAHAHAHAH yeah right. I'll get right on that. Have you ever tried to reason with a two year old? Or an infant? Dear 6 month old, please stop crying because can't you understand that the food and diaper change are on their way and by crying you are disturbing the sleep of others around you. Yeah it just doesn't work. Plus dogs don't exactly speak English. She is a smart doggie, but her vocab is pretty limited to "Leave it" "Sit" "Lay down" "No!" "Spin" "Go get it!" and every once in a while "come here!" Oh yeah, she also knows "good girl!" because she is an emotionally sensitive dog and will pretty much always choose praise and a good rub to food. Seriously. That made training to get in the car and in the crate difficult. It sure is hard to explain that she'll get lots of love if she just gets in the kennel! (again, the reasoning). Our doggie is also a police doggie because if any dogs get in a fight she jumps RIGHT in the middle to try to break it up and work it out. Unfortunately, some idiots think this looks like she is trying to fight. She's not. She likes to love. But if a dog is acting out of line and bullying other dogs she'll try to stop it. Because she has a good doggie soul.
Ok so to wrap it up, I don't want to make excuses for everything she does. She isn't perfect, but she's also a dog. And a young one that probably wasn't properly socialized as a puppy. We're working on it. She has a lot of love, and is good at heart, even though if she would also defend her family to the end (hey... great danes were bred to kill boars!). So if you're ever in my local doggie park, don't be an idiot. And don't discriminate against big dogs. Especially gentle breeds, they all just want to love and play too. And if you are an idiot, I hope my sweet sweet dog kicks your snooty dogs butt should the need for a butt kicking arise.
Thank you and have a nice day.
Friday, May 18, 2007
Ok calming down a bit. It also stresses me because it doesn't look like the boyfriend and I can get down to look at condos at a time when my dad can come as well. I don't know much about anything about buying condos or houses, except for what I want. That's why I wanted my dad to be able to come down and go through it all with me. But now its just me and the boyfriend, and we all know (he even says it!) I'm the "responsible one" OH THE PRESSURE!!!! I'm sure whatever ends up happening it will be the right thing. It is just so hard to wait.
If anyone that reads this (oh I was so star struck that Scalpel commented on my little blog! *blush* Thank you!) and has sage wisdom about buying things like condos, or Houston, it would be much appreciated. Or if you don't have sage wisdom and just want to say this is all crazy, you can do that too :)
Wednesday, May 16, 2007
The scene: Benjamin Knox Gallery. Mr. Benjamin Knox himself is personalizing all the artwork that day. Very cool. People in front of me in line have a VERY VERY VERY large giclee of canvas thingie that is very pretty and he is getting ready to write stuff on.
BK: eyeing his artwork fondly... "Just look how pretty it is... i mean the colors just look so good. You know they print these one at a time."
Me and my friend Jessica in our heads: "HELLOOOOO IT IS YOUR PAINTING!!!! Of course it is gorgeous!"
I actually had to turn around and look away to keep from bursting out laughing. And when I got in my car 20 minutes later I couldn't stop laughing. Neither could Jessica. It really was that funny. Even if it doesn't seem that way in writing. Maybe it was one of those you had to be there moments. But I sure hope not because it was freaking funny and I want everyone to have at least a nice smile about it.
Disclaimer: I am sure Benjamin Knox is VERY nice, and he was very very nice to me when I met him. It was just funny. And maybe ironic, but I'm not sure that's the right word.
P.S. It was also funny because an older lady was TOTALLY hitting on him.
Nice lady: with a twinkle in her eye......"So, is your place always this busy, or just on graduation?"
Monday, May 14, 2007
After that, me and my family went to the Chicken Oil Company, with my friend Chris, his family, and his boyfriend. It was SO GOOD! My family hadn't ever been there so I made them go. The burgers are some of the best anywhere.
I had to wake up bright and early Friday morning. Graduation was at 9 am! Somehow, with about zero coordination from me, all three parts of my family managed to end up sitting together! It was great and very low stress. Of course, graduation was long (darn liberal arts people!) but it was so exciting getting all geared up to walk across the stage. It all went by pretty quickly because I ended up sitting right by my friend Sara. Thank you Ms. Moore for not showing up so that Sara and I could sit together. Once we got up to the stage, we had to do this really awkward not looking at the president thing so that we would have a good graduation picture. Mine better be good because I'm sure I hit the pose PERFECTLY. After I got my diploma there were a dozen more people to shake hands with, and they all commented on how many cords I had. It was pretty funny. Since this is a also a journal for me to remember things, here were the cords I had, Alpha Epsilon Delta, Order of Omega, and Golden Key. I wish Phi Beta Kappa would have given us cords, but I can always order them to put in frame stuff.
Saturday, we went to the Benjamin Knox gallery and my dad, who is wonderful, bought me this AMAZING diploma frame that was my diploma beside a sketch of the 07 Aggie ring. I can't wait to get it all back, especially since it feels so strange to NOT HAVE MY DIPLOMA!!! But oh well, it should be back around June 2 :)
I'll put up pictures as soon as I get them from my step mom. Since I was in the ceremony, I couldn't take pictures of myself :)
Wednesday, May 9, 2007
She licked the back window of my car. Not sure why, but it sure looked cute when I saw it in my rear view mirror.
When my friend Vanessa's dog/puppy jumped into the pond, Bella definitely weighed whether she should help get the puppy out, or if she should stay dry. She stayed dry (thank God), and the puppy was just fine, swimming around. Vanessa's dog loves the water. Thank you Bella, for not smelling like wet dog.
I set Bella's bed up all nice beside my bed. Bella is now sleeping on the OPPOSITE side of my bed.
Bella woke up from a nap during our 3.5 hour drive, gave me a super groggy look, and than crashed back down into her sleeping position. SUPER CUTE
Bella stuck her head right in between my two seats to pretend to be the navigator.
My roommate and I were watching a movie we rented. Bella walked in front of the TV about a million times, but when the clock struck 10pm, she was OUT asleep. I guess that is just her bed time. It was pretty funny though the way she just stopped at exactly 10.
Ok that's all I can think of right now. Oh she just barked at the dryer. But it is ok because I'm part of her pack and I told her it was safe. She layed back down, on the side of my bed where her bed is not. Dogs.....
Monday, May 7, 2007
Formal evening dress is more strictly regulated than other forms of dress, and properly consists of:
- Black tailcoat with silk (ribbed or satin) facings, sharply cut-away at the front
- Black trousers with a single stripe of satin or braid in the US or two stripes in Europe
- White stiff-fronted shirt, with cotton pique dickie, boiled or heavily starched
- White stiff wing collar (attached to the shirt with collar buttons)
- White bow tie (usually cotton pique)
- White low-cut waistcoat (usually cotton pique, matching the bow tie and dickie)
- Black silk stockings
- Black patent leather pumps or shoes
Sunday, May 6, 2007
In other news, I'm excited to see another cycle of med school applications begin. It seems so long ago that I applied, but it also doesn't seem very long at the same time. This time last year I was working away on my application, and here I am now, waiting to graduate and begin my life in Houston! I know several people who are applying right now and I can't wait for them to interview at Houston so that I can see them and say hi! I know it made me feel a lot more comfortable at my interviews when I saw people I knew.
Well I guess I will get ready and finish studying. I don't have a scantron so hopefully someone will have an extra, or the AgCafe will open early enough. 8 am finals are ridonkadonk!
Thursday, May 3, 2007
Mikel and Lee, who were apparently twins for the evening
Wednesday, May 2, 2007
Breast Cancer - leading cause of cancer death in women
Lung Cancer - more women die of lung cancer than breast cancer
Possible symptom of ovarian cancer - asymptomatic
Risk factor for colorectal cancer - previous history of colorectal cancer
Complications of syphilis - death
If I notice more I'll post them. I just thought they were funny. But it was also late when I found them. :)
Tuesday, May 1, 2007
Aggies at War
The A. & M. in Texas Agricultural & Mechanical College might as well stand for Athletic & Military. In other days nine out of ten of its students played football on one of its many school teams; all but the bedridden turned out for "yell [not cheer] practice," its rough, tough, blacksmith-armed Aggie teams romped over opponents. And last week, of 699 graduates in the class of 1942, 565 went out with Army commissions; of the remaining 134, more than half have already signed for Army and Navy aviation. Texas A. & M. turns out more officers than West Point.
Unlike most U.S. colleges in the last two decades, Texas A. & M. never gave pacifism a lookin. Only college with nine branches of R.O.T.C., it enrolled every Aggie in one of them for at least two years, ran the whole school on military discipline. Seniors wear breeches, boots and spurs; freshmen are "Fish," from whom upperclassmen tolerate no nonsense. On Dec. 7 Texas A. & M. had among its alumni 5,135 reserve officers (more than half of all its living graduates).
Texas Aggies figure large on the roll of U.S. heroes in World War II. An Aggie "sighted sub, sank same." Another (Major General George F. Moore) directed the coastal defense at Corregidor. Aggies have won D.S.C.s like football games. Twenty-eight of them died on Bataan and Corregidor. The Aggies are proud of their military record. They like to recall the example of the Class of 1917, which held its commencement at a training camp, joined up as one man.
As early as June 1940 Texas A. & M. offered its full facilities to the U.S. Immediately after Pearl Harbor the Aggies were the first major U.S. college to go all-out on a twelve-month schedule, first to switch shops and laboratories to a 24-hour day. The four-year course was cut to two years, eight months. Doubling military instruction, the Aggies added Army mess management to animal husbandry, inaugurated courses in explosives. Architects shifted to camouflage. A. & M. organized Statewide courses for civilian defense.
Readying itself to train 1,000 to 3,000 flyers, navigators, bombardiers, A. & M. is now finishing an airport, planning a doubling-up program to fill dormitories four or five deep. Says Aggie President Thomas Otto Walton: "What does the Government want done? We will do it."
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Monday, April 30, 2007
82-year-old Miss America pulls gun on thieves
Basically, there were some guys scrapping her metal on her property, and she shot out their tire so that they couldn't leave until the police came. She was just on Jay Leno too, and she was just hilarious. Plus, the elderly have such amazing stories to tell. And they are cute. And apparently they kick butt when they are packin'.
Friday, April 27, 2007
I won't. I will never forget my time at A&M. I loved my friends in high school, but I never liked high school. I LOVE TEXAS A&M UNIVERSITY!!!!!! And I love my new college friends. I graduate in exactly two weeks. Then I'm done. I'm no longer an undergraduate. There are so many deep, powerful thoughts that I have that just won't come out on paper (errr..the screen). I wish I was better at expressing my feelings, but mostly this is for me I guess. If I could give any college advice, it would be to go somewhere you will love to be. You'll grow so much, learn so much, and have more fun than you'll ever imagine, all while still being a kid. Don't get caught up in the pre-med hype. Do what you love and it will all work out. It always does. So here's a sappy Aggie poem. I love it. It is outside the bonfire memorial here, and it really means a lot to me. Even though I won't be at A&M anymore, I will carry the Aggie spirit with me every day.
The Last Corps Trip
It was Judgment Day in Aggieland
And tenseness filled the air;
All knew there was a trip at hand,
But not a soul knew where.
Assembled on the drill field
Was the world-renowned Twelfth Man,
The entire fighting Aggie team
And the famous Aggie Band.
And out in front with Royal Guard
The reviewing party stood;
St. Peter and his angel staff
Were choosing bad from good.
First he surveyed the Aggie team
And in terms of an angel swore,
"By Jove, I do believe I've seen
This gallant group before.
I've seen them play since way back when,
And they've always had the grit;
I've seen 'em lose and I've seen 'em win
But I've never seen 'em quit.
No need for us to tarry here
Deciding upon their fates;
Tis plain as the halo on my head
That they've opened Heaven's gates."
And when the Twelfth Man heard this,
They let out a mighty yell
That echoed clear to Heaven
And shook the gates of Hell.
"And what group is this upon the side,"
St. Peter asked his aide,
"That swelled as if to burst with pride
When we our judgment made?"
"Why, sir, that's the Cadet Corps
That's known both far and wide
For backing up their fighting team
Whether they won lost or tied."
"Well, then," said St. Peter,
"It's very plain to me
That within the realms of Heaven
They should spend eternity.
And have the Texas Aggie Band
At once commence to play
For their fates too we must decide
Upon this crucial day."
And the drum major so hearing
Slowly raised his hand
And said, "Boys, let's play The Spirit
For the last time in Aggieland."
And the band poured forth the anthem,
In notes both bright and clear
And ten thousand Aggie voices
Sang the song they hold so dear.
And when the band had finished,
St. Peter wiped his eyes
And said, "It's not so hard to see
They're meant for Paradise."
And the colonel of the Cadet Corps said
As he stiffly took his stand,
"It's just another Corps Trip, boys,
We'll march in behind the band."
-By P.H. DuVal Jr. '51
Thursday, April 26, 2007
Monday, April 23, 2007
Sunday, April 22, 2007
Peru's 'miracle baby' walks on her own
Fri Apr 20, 10:13 PM ET
Peru's "miracle baby" walked around her nursery school yard Friday, ducking in and out of a plastic playhouse seven months after undergoing an operation to fully separate her fused legs.
Milagros Cerron, whose first name means "miracles" in Spanish, was born with a rare congenital defect known as sirenomelia, or "mermaid syndrome," which left her legs connected from her heels to her groin.
Dr. Luis Rubio, head of the medical team that separated Milagros' legs, invited reporters to see her progress on Friday. He said doctors have successfully reconstructed the child's hips, knees and ankles and that she is "doing well physically."
But Rubio said Milagros — who is called "the little mermaid" by Peruvians — will need another operation in about two years to reconstruct and repair her urinary and sexual organs.
"We've gotten past the first stage, but it's not the last," Rubio said. "There's a long way to go."
Milagros, who turns 3 years old next week, now takes ballet classes and runs around the playground with her classmates.
In June 2005 doctors successfully performed risky surgery to separate her legs to above her knees. The operation seven months ago was to separate the remaining four inches of fused tissue just below the groin.
Rubio has said Tiffany Yorks, a 17-year-old American, is the only other person known to have undergone successful surgery to correct the rare congenital defect, which occurs in one out of every 70,000 births and is almost always fatal within days of birth.
Milagros' family comes from a poor village in the Andes mountains but Lima's municipal government has agreed to pay for her medical care.
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How amazing is it that these doctors have given this beautiful little girl the ability to walk! I think it is just amazing. Plus the little girl is SUPER cute. Gosh I'm a sucker for kids. Love them!
Parents of conjoined twins await surgery
By THOMAS J. SHEERAN, Associated Press WriterFri Apr 20, 4:45 PM ET
The parents of 3-year-old conjoined twins said Friday that they are worried but hopeful as they await high-risk surgery to separate their daughters.
"It's kind of an anxious time," the Rev. Alin Dogaru said in an interview with The Associated Press while sitting hand-in-hand with his wife, Claudia. "Of course we are concerned about their health," he said.
A team of up to 50 doctors and nurses will separate the 3-year-old girls in four stages over several weeks at Rainbow Babies & Children's Hospital in Cleveland. The surgeries are tentatively scheduled for late May.
Before the interview, Claudia Dogaru gently lifted up the girls — Anastasia in a blue dress was held in her mother's left arm and Tatiana with a pink dress in her mother's right arm — and placed them in a two-seat stroller.
The top of Tatiana's head is attached to the back of Anastasia's. Twins born joined at the head — called craniopagus twins — are extremely rare, occurring in about 1 in 2.5 million births.
Claudia Dogaru said she was facing the future with prayer.
"I will face every day at a time. I will pray," she said. "I cannot say what's going to happen tomorrow."
The twins, who were born in Rome, arrived in Cleveland several weeks ago after 2 1/2 years in Dallas.
Among the surgical risks are the possibility of brain damage, stroke or a fatal amount of blood loss.
Anastasia, the larger twin, also requires a kidney transplant; she has no kidney function and relies on Tatiana's kidneys.
On the Net:
World Craniofacial Foundation: http://www.worldcf.org
Rainbow Babies & Children's Hospital: http://www.rainbowbabies.org
Copyright © 2007 The Associated Press. All rights reserved. The information contained in the AP News report may not be published, broadcast, rewritten or redistributed without the prior written authority of The Associated Press.
I think the story of these twin girls is really neat. I saw a thing about them somewhere on TV, and it was about them while they were still in Dallas. The thing that hit me most was when their mother was talking about how nice the public in Dallas was to them. They had a scene at the grocery store where the manager asked if he could bring the girls balloons, and all these people coming up to them letting them know the girls and their family were in their prayers. It was all just so sweet, especially the mother's reaction to all the people. When it really hit me was when the twin's mother was saying how nice it was that the people in Texas were so nice, because when they left Italy (I think that is where they were), the girls were beginning to be ridiculed and pointed out by adults. ADULTS!!! Don't they know better?!?! How cruel can anyone be to make fun of two little girls who are conjoined at the head, with no fault of their own!! It was just terrible to hear, and it made me really happy that this family's first U.S. experience was with some good ol' Southern hospitality.
Anyways, I have a biochem test coming up so we'll see how this all goes. Gosh the senioritis is terrible.