An Extra Delightful Friday Morning at Work

Free breakfast makes me happy. Especially when there are bagels, lox, and cream cheese involved. I'm so full that I want to go back to sleep. :)

Sigh

After brushing my teeth one early weekday morning, I walk back into our bedroom to find Lawrence half awake. He's standing at his set of drawers, squinting at his open underwear drawer and seemingly confused about why he opened it in the first place. Hearing me enter the room, he turns to me and smiles his big, toothy smile with his eyes still squinted. I couldn't help but smile at his endearing wake up routine.

Immediately, however, I was saddened by the fact that I may not be living with him next year, depending on where I end up in medical school. I'll miss these small moments that only surface when we live our everyday lives together.

Morning Light

I love weekends. I get to see things in a different light, literally. I woke up this morning around 9AM and walked into our kitchen, which had light so bright it was nearly blinding. Since I'm only really home early in the mornings and late at night, I usually see our whole apartment, including the kitchen, in dim light. What magnificent morning light our eastern facing kitchen window sees. No wonder our hanging vine plant in the kitchen is growing uncontrollably.

Med School Interview Anxiety

On Wednesday, I submitted my final secondary application. Enter stage right: the interview waiting game.

I've been lucky so far in that I haven't received outright rejections. And in fact, I quickly was offered my first interview only two weeks after I completed one of my applications. Still, I can't help but constantly refresh my email and check the status pages of my applications online every few hours to learn if any medical schools have made any decisions about offering me interviews. (Just this second, the little number next to "Inbox" on my gmail tab turned from 7 to 8, indicating I had received an email. I quickly jumped to my gmail window only to see an email from Delta Airlines about my October miles statement. Ugh.)

Considering most of my applications were only complete in early-mid-September, I should not expect to hear from medical schools for a while. Plus, an even more anxiety-ridden time will soon rear its ugly head, the acceptance/waitlist/rejection waiting game, that I probably will dread even more. I guess what I'm really waiting for is my first acceptance to reassure me that all my hard work last year and this year is not for naught. I am unsettled with my currently undetermined future- I don't even know what city I will be in next year or if I'll even be in medical school at all.

All I can do now is wait.

The Arcade Fire Never Disappoints

What is it about the Arcade Fire's music that makes me feel so alive every time I listen to it? Perhaps it's their creative use of a wide array of instruments. Maybe it is their poetic lyrics, mostly in English but occasionally in French. It could be the way Wynn's and Regine's voices play off each other. Or the way their music sounds so organic, taking these unexpected melodic turns that audaciously defy the pop song formula.

Or it could be that every time I hear Wake Up, I can close my eyes and picture myself standing next to Wynn on the stage as I belt out the lyrics at the top of my lungs. :) Nothing will ever top that May 8th concert at the United Palace Theatre in Washington Heights. (See Lawrence's blog post here if you didn't catch that reference. :) )

A Sad Realization

My favorite time of day is the short time between getting into bed and falling asleep. I know that for the next 4-8 hours, depending on my schedule, I can just rest- no applications, experiments, or problem sets. Isn't it sad that every morning I wake up looking forward to the end of the day and not the living I get to do during it?

I think I need to reevaluate how I spend my time.