HAPPY BIRTHDAY, BROTHER!!!!!! 
I'm pooping again.
It's really bad now because I haven't gotten a new battery for my laptop since I've had it, which is since 2005-2006, so now I have to plug it into the wall or else it'll die in 10 minutes. But now I can stay in here as long as I want!
So I'm on my fourth rotation (jeez, time flies) at Mayo Clinic for Drug Information and so far it's pretty boring. I basically sit at my desk in front of the computer all day and wait for the phone to ring for someone to ask me a weird drug question. In the meantime, we're given projects to do that take up our time. The good part is that everything we work on doesn't need to be taken home for homework, so when we're done with the day, we're done with the day.
Another good thing: I'm finally being put on the schedule at work, so now I don't feel as much like a broke ass MF. I got invited to go to Miami the weekend of the 27th so hopefully I can get enough hours to go do that.
Man, there is so much I miss about being a kid. I'm this adult now and I have to act all adult-like, but really inside I just kinda wanna run around and do something mischievous. Today, we were at a meeting during lunchtime and I brought in my lunch, which was crackers and cheese squares and pieces of salami (and grapes, but the grapes don't matter in this story). The ratio of crackers to salami & cheese was really low, so I tried to pack in as much salami & cheese on each half of a cracker as I could before I stuffed it all in my mouth. There were people sitting behind me and I kinda wanted them to watch me stuff that big thing in my mouth (that's what she said) because I thought it was pretty amusing. No real adult mind would actually want to do that. A real adult would only put maybe one piece of cheese & salami to one whole cracker, or maybe even eat them all individually with a fork so that they wouldn't look like an idiot taking in such a mouthful of food. But nope, not me. I'm a kid in my head.
Something I kinda regret doing when I was younger was getting into more trouble. For the most part, I've been a pretty good kid all my life; somewhat spoiled, but nonetheless, a good kid. My brother seemed to get into a lot more trouble than I did, but sometimes that amounts to having a more fruitful life rather than always trying to do what you were "supposed" to do.
*Side note: My dad told me to get out of the bathroom because he was gonna shut the water off since there's a leak in their bathroom... I told him that I'd be done soon. He yelled for me a few minutes later asking me if I was "done taking a shower" and I think I said that I wasn't taking a shower... and when I got done, he had just turned the water off and I yelled, "Dad, could you turn the water back on?!" He yells, "No!" I said, "I have to wash my hands -- they're disgusting!" I turned on the faucet and I barely had enough water to soap & wash my hands... and then I got out of the bathroom and it turns out there's a plumber here fixing the leak. Oops. Good thing I'm in my room now and he didn't see me. He probably thinks I'm 16 or something.
Aaaaaaaaaaanyway.............
So it just sucks to have to be so "professional" all the time. It was cool when we first got our white coats at the end of first year, but now I'm over it. Like I can't put retarded ass pictures of me on Facebook anymore because I'm friends with people who have the potential to bring my personal life into my professional life and come up with some stupid ass BS to try to take away my credibility in some form. (Not only that, but I can't put pics like that up b/c have to be an adult now. Ugh.) I used to think that personal life and work life were completely separate entities and that you can still do whatever you want in your personal life, but when you have online communities and everyone can see how you feel about your preceptor or that you were so hungover at work today or that you're gonna get some ass tomorrow night, then people can judge you or whatever and I dunno... it's just BS. And when UF first told us that whatever we do outside of school molds the reptutation of the school, I was almost like.... wtf? Um... I do what I want? Just because I went to this school doesn't mean you own me. I mean I see where they're coming from, but man, UF is the #1 party school in the US anyway. That doesn't mean we can't work hard, too.
Okay I think I've written way too much in this entry. As in like... amount AND type of content... I should probably go now. Nap time! Byeeee!!
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