In my last post, I was raving about my boyfriend's skill in the kitchen. Since then, what's happened? Well, Tuesday I stayed home sick. I had a temperature and a virus, according the the Fordham Health Services staff. Thursday I was supposed to have an observation. I stayed up late the night before trying to prepare...and then my principal stood me up! That night, I went home and slept from 5 p.m. until 6 a.m. the next day (Friday).
Friday night I went to the dentist. Unfortunately, I have some cavities and they have to re-do my root canal. This is the part where I would gripe about my dentist, but one should not speak ill of the dead. In fact, it's probably pretty tacky that I mentioned it at all. I can't help it. I'm crabby because I spent many hundreds of dollars on a painful proceedure...I had to have four fittings for my crown...and now it turns out to be FAULTY! Sorry, I'm a little bitter because my tooth hurts (though only when I eat hot or cold stuff) and I have to get a new root canal and possibly buy a new crown. Grr.
Later that night, I met up with Laura, Carolina and Reesa (I have no idea how to spell her name, actually) for jazz at the planetarium of the Museum of Natural History. Then we had dinner at Mill Korean and dessert at the bakery next door. It was awesome. Then next day, I did not get to see my boyfriend, which was annoying, so I cleaned my room instead and threw out a garbage bag of stuff. I love doing a good purge like that, and now my room looks so cute! And Sunday...I don't really remember Sunday, which is kind of wierd, right? I guess nothing too exciting must have happened.
Monday at school was crazy, because our school switched to extended day, changing my whole schedule. After the extended day, we had a meeting, followed by grad school. It was a very long day.
Today I exercised for the first time in weeks. It feels good to get back to working out! Now I should be grading instead of writing to you fine people. So I guess I should. It's wonderful that you guys are reading my blog and posting. I feel less like I'm talking to myself.