AWOL

As Mrs. Gillies pointed out, I've gone AWOL. I really, really, REALLLY hate being AWOL. Being AWOL involves trying to wake up at 6 am, but hitting snooze till 8:30 and waking with deep disappointment in yourself. Then one rolls out of bed and eats cherry pie and tea for breakfast before sitting down and studying a long, tangled chemistry lesson. AWOL's eat the best however, because food is the only positive thing going for them. Breaks consist of food. And showering. But otherwise, my nose is at the grindstone (correct idiom?) and I'm just not ready. NOT READY for this stupid, life-ruining test.

What have I been doing these past few months? Oh yes that's right, not taking this test seriously. Trust me to start getting ready 15 days before the exam. Good luck with that, covering physics, chemistry, organic chemistry, and biology in 15 days. GOOD LUCK.

I think I'm going Humpty Dumpty here, but seriously. I'm having serious qualms as to if I can pass this test...so I may switch to a later test date? Although, I really would rather not. I want to have a good summer! So if I take it beginning of July, I'll have a WHOLE month of not knowing if I passed or not. Think how happy I can be that whole month. Beach, books, movies, pals, FACEBOOK...

Bah. That was my day today, except I went to B&N on 18th to pick up another MCAT book. On my way there, it was beautifully sunny and I was attired in jeans and a green shirt. After perusing MCAT books and buying the one I wanted, I walked out of the store to realize that it was pouring rain and thundering to boot. Now, I had no hat, no sweatshirt. I was wearing sandals, my pants were, well pants, and went to the ground, and I had my peacock bag with me, which was made of cloth and would quickly absorb whatever the sky was throwing out. The only thing I had going for me was that I was wearing green and not white. Well what could I do but walk home?

As I was walking back, I noticed I was the only pedestrian without an umbrella braving the sidewalks. Everyone else was hunched under the hangover parts of buildings or peering outside of crowded cafes. I felt like I was on the catwalk, an obstacle catwalk, where the runway is unvevenly paved and occasionally has a stream running through it. I was also competing with the busy taxis and buses, which felt obliged to splash through the puddles next to the sidewalk. My hair, was a hot mess.

Got home, showered, and am about to have dinner.

Breaky: tea and pie
Lunchers: Turkey, egg, and cheese sandwich. And a kiwi which I was at a loss on how to peel it.
Din-din: Fries, chicken, and green beans and brocoli. Maybe cherry pie for dessert.

P.S. Can you believe what's going down in Iran? Hope that cheater with a carved out face doesn't crush the protesting...but I mean, it is Iran. CNN, gmail, and perez hilton are the only sites I allow myself to look at online. And I feel that perez is just a mistake I need to fix.

Love and kisses till next time, in which case I will not speak about MCAT for a month. To your relief and mine.