The Letter

So it happened. I got a call from one of the schools I applied to for PA school. They called to tell me my letter was “undeliverable.” I figured this meant whatever they sent me was too big to fit in the mailbox, in which case it goes to the main office and I have to pick it up in three days. Sometimes the mailman forgets to leave a note saying we have something in the office, which would mean that the letter was returned. I asked the woman to send the letter again and immediately began staking out the mail-room of the main office. By Monday I went to check the mailbox for the second time and there it was…..completely unsealed and tiny. A flimsy little thing that couldn’t even be bothered to be sealed. And guess what? It said no. Sigh.

I threw myself a little pity party, consisting of me lying in bed moaning about how I was stupid and destined to do nothing with my life. My boyfriend was very understanding. He just laid with me and told me it wasn’t the end of the world. He’s really great about waiting out the storm while I work myself into a tizzy. Eventually I calm down and we talk about it. Now I’ve realized I really need to look more into the nursing programs (my plan B). My adviser says I have a really great shot at nursing school since I will already have a degree in biology with lots of chemistry experience (seems that tortuous chem minor might actually pay off). If I take the route of nursing school I’d like to become an N.P. It doesn’t matter to me where I go for nursing school, so my boyfriend and I discussed it and I told him that I would go wherever he got in for pharmacy. Yes that’s right. I’ve committed the cardinal sin of college girls–following the boyfriend. Here’s the thing though. He’s not the average college boy. He’s twenty-five,so he’s more mature and completely devoted to me. He only wants for me to be happy and if we can be together throughout school than why not? It’s not as if I’m following him so we can get married and I can have his babies. Neither one of those things is on the agenda anyway. I would rather be with him than without, so that we can struggle through school and being poor college students together.

Not much else has happened. I’ve been reading Russia: a Short History while at the gym, but haven’t had much time otherwise, since it’s midterms.

Now amidst my studying I await news from the other school I applied to. We shall see.




Relaxing Sunday


After a stressful week with a medical microbiology exam, I spent my Sunday in my favorite way; wearing my favorite pajamas and drinking cinnamon coffee (with cinnamon sprinkled on top!–it gives it the extra sweetness and flavor). Naturally, I was reading my newest book from the library. I’m reading The Heretic’s Daughter by Kathleen Kent. It’s about the Salem witch trials and written by someone who is descended from a woman who was convicted as a witch. I figured it was very fall and Halloween fitting. Plus I just finished an absolute tome of a book, Operation Paperclip by Annie Jacobsen, and I thought I could use something a little less information dense. Paperclip was an amazing non-fiction book about the U.S. program to bring Nazi scientist over to America to work. The extent that members of the U.S. government went to to bring war criminals (some of whom were tried at the Nuremberg trials) was nothing short of shocking. I highly recommend this book if you are interested in World War II.

I spent the rest of the day doing crafts with a girlfriend of mine and starting to decorate the rest of my apartment for fall. I made a wreath for our door based on a picture I saw on pinterest. I also made a delicious blueberry coffee cake and pumpkin spice coffee to go with our crafting.


Not bad for my first try huh? I think I did a pretty good job. The coffee cake is something my mom came up with. It’s taken from one of our favorite cooking websites, simply scratch. It’s a blueberry muffin recipe that we bake as a coffee cake and add an oatmeal crust to. (1/2 cup of brown sugar, 1/2 oatmeal, and 2 tablespoons of softened butter mix and spread across cake) We then cook it at 375 for 40 minutes or so. It is by far the yummiest blueberry coffee cake I have ever had.

It was a pretty relaxing day. Now I’m back to school work, which means physics, physics, physics. Hopefully I can squeeze in some reading time on the side.

Goodbye for now,