Weekend Wedding

So my friend's wedding was awesome. I got to see some friends that moved away recently and got to spend the whole weekend with them. I was proud of myself because I kept it together during the ceremony. I came close to loosing it once when A was saying her vows and you could hear the shaking in her voice that meant she was crying. But it held it together! I'm glad she had a good wedding experience. The reception was awesome complete with custom beer labels. We all had a great time and consumed way too much ethanol. I won't go into the details here, but everyone including myself got into some trouble. The best had to be the 3 am fire alarm (probably due to the fact that some genius groomsmen decided to smoke in their room).
I did note that I will never be getting a manicure or pedicure ever again. The whole push on your cuticles hurts and I don't want to ever do that again. I'm looking forward to getting back to the routine. I'm even more excited about finishing surgery. Right now I'm making some veggie soup to freeze and blueberry muffins to thank those that covered me friday.

Now, I've got to go look up some stuff about gastric cancer for a very impromptu presentation that apparently will take place in the next week. blah.

Until next time.

26 Days

I have 26 days left to study for STEP. Let's just say, the fire under my ass has been lit. Granted, it's been hard getting back on the study wagon but it's getting easier the more i remind myself of the impending deadline.

I went to my friend's wedding last night. she looked absolutely beautiful. I'm really happy for the both of them. And I also ate about 10 lbs of awesome chicken salad sandwich, chicken, and the wedding cake that was so awesome. I had a great time and I was really happy to find that the dress I bought for the wedding fit me better last night than when I bought it. Thank you calorie counting and running!

Well, I don't have much to talk about. I'm starting off on biochem and will work my way thru the rest of first year material. The diagnostic I took the other day scared the ever living shit out of me, but it was good because it showed me that all the first year material has left my face. So what did I do? Made blueberry muffins this morning.

Also, I'm really excited about my new glasses. They're kinda vintage looking. Very 1950's cat eyed with a little something on the sides. woot! Now if I could just decide what I want to do with my hair, I'd be all set.


Now onto Glycolysis, Gluconeogenesis, HMP shunt, and rate limiting enzymes! Ugh. Someone stick a fork in my eye to make the pain go away.