What was I thinking?

Who decided it would be a good idea to wake up at 5am, fly out to interview for a residency program, and then fly back all on the same day (and get home at 11pm)? I did! I think next time I won't be so cheap and I'll spring for a hotel room. I am completely tired and I look even worse.
I think my first mistake was staying up until midnight watching the Rose Bowl- I didn't get enough sleep. But wow, what a game!

Orange Bowl Blues

The Orange Bowl. Two teams I care very little about, except to know that FSU has too many season losses to really deserve to be there. I'm watching anyway because I love football. It will also give me conversation to contribute during tomorrow's dissection. Did I mention I'm taking an anatomy refresher course just for 4th year students?

I haven't felt all that great today. I had a migraine last night that left me feeling pukey. I woke up this morning with this dreadful feeling that I don't want to be a doctor and don't want to start a residency. When I walked into the anatomy lab, the smell of the preservative hit me and the pukey feeling from last night came back in full swing. I stomached the smell for about 90 minutes and then snuck out. I came home and slept for 3 hours, woke up, and felt a bit better. Hopefully tomorrow we go better. I did talk to a few classmates who admit they woke up with a feeling of dread, as I did. I guess we're all tired of being medical students. Tired of the debt. Tired of not knowing where we will all be in 6 months, and most importantly, tired of being broke.

One thing had the potential to brighten my day somewhat. One of my favorite chefs, Giada de Laurantiis, is going to be here later this month giving a talk on healthy italian cooking. My mom called today to get us tickets, and of course they are sold out.

The way my day is going, FSU will win the orange bowl.

Happy New Year!

Hope everyone is enjoying the last bit of their holiday!

Last night, my boyfriend and I went to eat with another couple at New World Cuisine. I ate and drank way too much. We started off at their house where I had a glass of wine. At the restaurant, the New Year's Eve menu consisted of a 5 course meal with a different glass of wine with each course. I drank about half of each glass except for the red that was served with our tenderloin ( I drank all that glass). Still, I was probably pretty tipsy by the time we left. Here's where the night took a strange turn: While we were eating, the owner of the place tells us all that we're invited to a local jazz club free of charge for the evening. Thinking it might be fun to here some live music, we decided to give it a try. Well, when we pulled up to the building, the place looked deserted. We started feeling sorry for the band inside because there were hardly any cars parked in the front. We were so wrong to think this. We walked into the club and the place was packed with people all dressed in clothes from the 1920's. We stood there for awhile, not knowing quite what to think. We got a lot of strange stares during this time until someone led us to a table where we could sit. Lisa and I danced for a bit, and then my boyfriend and I danced to You Make Me Feel Like a Natural Woman (which the other couple with us will probably never let him live down). After about 30 minutes, we left. It was fairly obvious we had crashed some strange party and we really felt out of place and way underdressed. It was surreal, to say the least. My boyfriend, who is comfortable everywhere, even said that he hasn't been in a situation that weird since his 20's.

We spent midnight drinking more champagne at his friends' house. After that, I drank 3 big glasses of water, took some vitamins, Advil, and then went to bed. I still didn't feel all that great this morning but at least I avoided what could have been an awful hangover.