My Day Off

So yesterday I had class all day and nothing remarkable happened.  I practiced the physical cardiac exam and learned when I get nervous about palpating femoral pulses I get punchy.  I also learned I would prefer to pretend I felt the pulse than keep my hand there for 2 minutes.  I also had lab and we dissected the bag and eggs out the male bag of groceries.  The banana will remain intact until tomorrow in lab.  Then we will seperate the peel from the meaty part and not eat any bananas again ever.  Then after class I went to my new youth group for the first time.  They were watching a movie.  I don't want to give away the ending, but I believe it will be a happy conclusion (the boy puts on his friend's pajamas and gets murdered to the dismay of his father and sister and horror, yet slight satisfaction in proving the father wrong, of his mother and grandmother).  I bet you don't know what movie I mean.  Well someday you will be watching a movie and when a cute little boy becomes too curious about why his friend wears pajamas all the time you'll start crying.  We also had ice cream with a great number of sprinkles.  Well, mine had a ton of sprinkles.  And fudge and caramel and other sprinkles.   You have no idea how many sprinkles.

So today was my day off.  I promised myself I would get a massive amount of studying done.  As we all know that never works out.  I was woken up by a text from my friend at 11 and I went to get food right away.  We had good times.  And Good Times the hamburgers too.  Don't judge me for my bad jokes!  So after we ate we just hung out.  And then I went to get Sonic during happy hour so we could hang out longer without getting too thirsty.  While we were hanging out I told him all about how I have around $50 a month for food and I spend it on fruits and veggies and milk and eggs because meat costs too much.  He took pity on me as a poor med student and helped me sign up for Angel Food Ministries.  What is that you ask?  A well-known ministry that gives massive amounts of foods to people who cannot afford it otherwise, of course.  I bought $56 worth of food and it is more than anything I could ever get at the best grocery store ever for that price!  Seriously, God is the best ever and he has given me food when I need it most.  And I really need it.  I would feel bad for getting into this program, but you have to place an order and then they go get the food for you.  That means I am not taking away from a limited amount of food.  As a side note, I am enjoying being poor.  Mostly because I have the security that I am not actually poor, but am poor by choice.  I refuse to take any hand-outs.  I am just too proud to ask for help.  One day, when I am a doctor instead of a med student, I will have a feast for all the hobos.  It will be proper with turkey legs and fruits and massive loaves of bread and goblets of oxygenated wine.  Then the court ninja will entertain us all with his jokes and dancing.  It will be the best ever!

After I finished daydreaming about my feast and got home, about 3 hours passed in a way that I don't remember.  I think part of it was spent showering.  And part spent murdering warts.  They just won't die!!  Oh!  I remember!  It was mostly spent talking to my mom.  I like her.  As more than friends.  I like her as family.  We had a nice chat about how awesome my wedding will be because it isn't traditional.  Traditional is not fun.  It is boring and horrid and I would hate my own wedding forever if it were traditional.  In fact, I don't recall a wedding I have gone to that I truly liked.  Actually, I did like one of my cousin's weddings because they danced to 99 Red Balloons and it was loud and fun and light-hearted the whole way through.  I don't want to try and make people understand how deeply I love my ninja.  I want them to know how much fun we have together and share in that fun with us.  I think traditional weddings are just funerals dressed up in white, not celebrations.  Do not make the wrong move or wear the wrong thing because you could offend someone.  We have to go through the right motions or risk ruining everything.  They are so somber and they have a sick cadence to their traditions.  I can't express in words in a million lifetimes how horrible I think that is.  My wedding is a grand celebration of everything my ninja and I love together packed into a few hours.  There are only our favorite songs and soccer shoes and splatter paint and stick dancing and a karate demonstration and magic and balloon animals and singing and Jack-O-Lanterns and pizza and ice cream and eggrolls and salsa and salsa dancing and fruit tarts and art galleries and pub tables and canolies and fire dancing.  I love it all.  It is all SO beautiful.  And I know God will be celebrating with us and making everything more vibrant.  I am going to have a wonderful day!

After all of that you can imagine I wouldn't want to study.  Actually, I did want to.  And I got a lot done.  Yeah, days off are awesome.  And awesome days are easier to study on.