Mission Accomplished?

Tests are finally over. . .I don't know why but this time around seemed harder than the ones before. . .it couldn't be that during the 5 weeks of our "block" I was out-of-town or indisposed for 4 of the weeks . . .or could it? I think that Med School is getting in the way of my social life. . .but to quote the words of my wise friend Lina LinA "I'm happy to be here (in med school that is)".

As I walked in my front door 30 minutes ago, I realized that my "weekend off" is going to be super busy - first of all I've completley let my house "go" and blammed it on test week, but enough is enough. (note to self: clean house). I haven't had a chance to catch up with all my non-med school peeps, and we're always saying how we should get together when I'm not busy. (note to self: hang out with peeps). Well, and I really haven't hung out with my med school peeps either - sure I see them in class (some of them) - but we haven't had a chance to do anything non-school realted. (note to self: hang out with med-school peeps). Then there is the little fact that I'm flying to Dallas tomorrow to see some awesome friends and my favorite older brother & favorite sister-in-law. (note to self: pack & check flight time).

I'm really tired too - I should take a nap (note to self: sleep. . .note from self back to self: there's no time for a nap! you've got to go meet with Kirtana - so quit this insane blog message and go!)

(Note to self & all those out in blog world, if I continue to note to self & note back from note to self. . .maybe I should prescribe myself some of those anti-psychotic drugs that we were tested over this morning.)