How To Hang in There Until Rad. School Graduation:
*Tub of icecream after midnight (No one sees you, calories don't count)
*Clean like a true Obssesive Compulsive
*Make a sad playlist and sing, no, cry along
*Buy sexy underwear
*Rent Nip/Tuck (This is the only show with people more messed up than you are, therefore you will feel better in comparison)
*Call Mom
*Put rum in the coke at lunch
*Get on highway and drive to no where.
*Work Out
*Knot all his ties
*Bake cookies
*Give yourself a pep talk in the hospital lobby every morning
*Tune out all the other interns and students (they're all whinny and overwhelmed=bad energy)
*write a graduation gift wish list
*Ignore all friendly advice to see a therapist. It will be over before you know it.
*Playlist Notes: India.Arie-all 3 Albums in Heavy Rotation.
Monday, June 16, 2008
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6 comments:
hey, i nabbed these socks. so anyway, i dont know about working out...it sucks really. yes am fat.
You're stressing me out just thinking about it! I hate working out but midnight ice cream! Now I'm jealous.
LOL :-D I was worried for a sec but this post convinced me that u'll be fine. Follow your list and u'll come out without a scratch.
r u sure u don't want to just sit around and stare into space all day or sth? ok, with the ice cream?
Lol...so tell me...about the coke after the "lunch" session?
Did yo head spin?
-Miss Cheri
OMG!!! The whole list is so me. I just compiled my new sad playlist and worked out as I cried and sang along.
Calling my moms? is so therapeutic. She has been calling me everyday since my storm.
The tub of icecream ahh those calories surely do not count after midnight.
I'm more into cleaning like a bipolar before a manic episode and working out too lol.
Ditto you on tuning off classmates and interns because they all make it a tad worse that it really is
And yes yes yes talking to myself as I walk into the lobby and skip the elevator to take the stairs so that I can have a longer chat with myself. Therapist? lol may be one day I'll open my nursing school blog to the public. That blog has been all the therapy I ever needed...so why see a therapist if I can write on my blog. Therapy to me is like happy hour with beer and no men lol. I'm losing it huh? I'm in repair...I'm not together but am getting there :( Graduation, yay!
Congratulations, Scothie girlie!!! You got me through a lot of days and nights :) YR!!
I hope and pray you all the very best from the botton of my heart :)
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