In the year 2008

The gears have been grinding along in 2007, but as the year comes to a close I realize that 2008 is going to be a big ass freaking year. I'm trying to utilize the Power of Now and the Secret (which worked oh so well in guaranteeing a Patriots 16-0 regular season and will also work to give us a superbowl win and a celtics championship), but I gotta admit that I'm kinda scared.

My best friend had a baby today. A healthy baby girl, whom I will hopefully meet tomorrow. And because I'm a med student I will probably do a full neonatal physical exam... but I digress.

My girl-friends have all mostly left the Boston area, and I really miss them.

Career-wise, I have pretty much decided that I will be going into Genetics. I'm kinda cool with whatever in medicine, except surgery and emergency med (those people suck at life.. and yet a few of my best med school friends will be going into those fields).

Anyways I'm going into genetics because I liked it the most out of EVERYTHING the first two years, and it's an up and coming field. This means that hardly anyone is doing it, so despite my dismal yet passing Step 1 score I will most likely get my first choice for residency.

In 2008, I will have to do the application process all over again. It's a retarded cycle I've gotten myself into. I stressed about applying to college, now I could care less about the SATs. I stressed about applying to med school, now I don't even know what's on the MCAT. I am stressing about residency, but once I'm accepted my Step 1 score will too pass into obilivion.

It's a lot, and my mind is quite jumbled. But for now I think I'm going to focus on the things I know I can do. 

My new years resolution is to use my phone. To call people and actually talk to them. I still hide behind emails, blogging and instant-messaging. So I'm hopefully going to change that and try to at least call people once a month... maybe once a week for the family, but we'll see how that one goes.

Happy New Year everyone! I hope bigger and better things happen for you all!

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Happy Holidays!

I hope everyone had a fantastic holiday season, and will take a day off to go buy the perfect new years dress like I might today at Saks 70% off designer sale (YAYAYAYAY).

Although this Christmas was no different from the past few years, I feel like I had more fun. Maybe it's because I tried not to dread going home. Maybe it's because I drank a tad more than usual, said the F word and then blamed the pinot noir... to which my aunt laughed and said "typical Roxy!"

The only thing that was a bit bah humbug was that my gym might have terminated my employment without telling me, therefore ending my free membership... therefore I can't work the shifts I said I work this coming weekend.

ok ok I was a little bit more intelligent (sneaky/deceitful) about it. I worked out on Monday at the local branch in my hometown. After my workout, one of the front desk people asked me if I still was employed there because the computer said my account was inactive. I went to the computer and tried to sign in, but it wouldn't let me.

I immediately thought about last week when I went to the downtown gym as usual, put my stuff in the back as usual, and then was accosted at the end by a new ass. manager who didn't recognize me and wanted to know if I even worked there. Her rudeness makes me wonder if SHE terminated my employment.

So I did what anyone in my position would (should) do. I called up the branch that hired me and point blank asked if I was fired. The manager on the phone said she didn't put in any paperwork, and I should call corporate after xmas to find out.

Before I called corporate, though, I thought that maybe I should add some junk to my trunk (shifts to work). So this morning I called a branch close to my apartment where I have done sub work before and told them I was home for the holidays and free to work any available shifts this week. The manager asked, "can you open this saturday and sunday?"

SUUUUUUUURE!!

So in about 10 minutes I'm gonna call corporate, tell them it's extremely rude and unprofessional to let someone go without any notice... especially when said person (me) is scheduled to work in the next coming days.

Happy Holidays!

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Where my girls at?

I don't mean for this to be a sad post. I'm really not sad. I'm just lonely.

This entire week I've been free to do whatever I want. No work. No studying. No worries. Unfortunately this includes no one to call.

Sure RedSox is at my beck and call for the most part, but lately he hasn't been. When I went up to Maine to do a rotation, he took the free time to hang out and reconnect with all his friends. What I didn't know was just how many friends he has. Guys and Girls, couples and singles.

Me? My friends? Well a few moved out of Boston. A couple went to Africa. The rest went home after Friday's exam. I don't know how I have a knack for befriending girls who are not from the Boston area, but I'm gonna look at it as an Orbitz guide above all else.

So here I am drinking champagne by myself and watching Gossip Girl. I'd love to be one of those gossip girls with all their parties and fun... but really what I'd love is to have my girls back.

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Doh!

I hadn't done any promotional modelling in a while, so when the opportunity came up on my vacation when I have NOTHING to do, I thought it would be fun to work an event. I got the info on a Simpsons Balloon promotion and jumped on it. I love the Simpsons. I love balloons.

My only worry was "what if the event is outdoors and it's freezing?"

Surprise Surprise... we were outdoors and it was cold.

Of course today, it was freakin FREEZING. The first hour and a half we were outside. I ran into any office or store that was open every 5 minutes just so my toes wouldn't fall off. I was ready to quit when I had an idea.

"RedSox! My feet are freezing! Will you go buy me some Uggs?" - Roxy (cutesy voice)

I hate Uggs, but I know how warm they are. I had to!

Half an hour later I get a call from RedSox telling me Saks is out of Uggs, but he found another cute pair and bought them for me.

Fine. I could care less. Just please give my feet better protection.

At that moment a miracle happened... rather the boss lady finally used her brain. She invited us all to use her office space RIGHT where we were promoting. It only took her 2 hours to think that it might be more efficient to blow up balloons indoors and have people stay warm so their fingers can bend to tie these balloons on parking meters.

Anyways, RedSox showed up at that exact moment to give me my boots. I don't know what to say about this boy, but he has excellent taste. He bought me Stuart Weitzman boots. Even though they were still as ugly as Uggs, I told him I loved them.

They kept my feet warm. The event was a success.

Simpsons DVD out today. Go buy it!

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Power of NOW

I've read two interesting pieces lately that have helped me understand my relationship with RedSox a lot better... and maybe all my relationships a lot better.

1. The Power of Now. It's one of those self-help books that my sister gave to me. It's pretty good in that I pretty much already practice its teachings. I try to enjoy NOW. I don't future think too much. I focus on the happiness I have now. There's no pressure for commitment in a relationship or worries about residency because I am happy with and focused on the way things are going NOW.

2. Almost Mr. Right. It's an interesting blog read about the ideal mate. I bitched and moaned big time about RedSox's weight and conservative sexual preferences, but I tried my darndest to get over it because he is awesome otherwise. We get along really well. We laugh together all the time. We try new restaurants, go out to bars, attend fashionable events, etc etc... pretty much everything else i LOVE, we do.

I know it makes me look like a superficial bitch to want him to lose weight. I do find him attractive, but I wished he hadn't shown me past pictures of him when he was thinner and athletic. That's all I can think of now.

I'm sure all women and men even would agree that great sex is very important to the relationship, so I won't even explain that one again.

So why do I stick with RedSox? Because right NOW, the relationship works for both of us. If I end up in Boston for residency, only then will I address my concerns full force. If I leave Boston (which is what I would like to do), then we'll break up and life will be a shit-show of fun and promiscuity all over again... and I actually miss that.

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Pink Eye Punishment

So I recently got an email from WhiteRapper telling me I creeped back into his dreams. If I'm game, he'll take me on a weekend get-a-way. Vegas, Miami... anyplace warm.

I thought about it. I even let him start planning it. Then the vision in my right eye started to blur.

Ok so my classmate gave me conjunctivitis, but I figure I deserve it. I really wanted to go to Vegas, to go away, to get away.

Then the guilt hit. I didn't know I had guilt after sleeping with OleMiss (which I still don't feel badly about).

Recently RedSox has gone above and beyond, moreso than usual. He loves me. To think that I would *think* about straying just proves I don't deserve his love.

So now I'm off to bed, feeling better that I told WhiteRapper no... but dreading the pink eye I will wake up to tomorrow morning.

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can women blue- ball?

The past two weekends, Redsox and I have had incredible weekend get-a-ways.

Last weekend we explored Portland, ME. Portland has fantastic restaurants, decent nightlife, nice people. Our inn was super cute. RedSox and I had more sex than we've had in a while.

Naturally, I think, it makes sense that we should have a repeat this weekend. So I looked up B&B's and found a great place in Kennebunkport, ME. We arrived and it was gorgeous. The whole place was beautifully decorated for Chrismas. Our room has a fireplace and waterfall shower. It was more than stunning.

But we didn't have as much sex as last weekend. In fact I felt I begged a bit last night. Then this morning... I coulda sworn I blue-balled.

I was in the mood, but RedSox got up and showered before I could ask. I was in pain.

So when I get back to Bangor, and my classmates and I bust open 4 bottles of wine, it's only obvious that sex will be a topic. We talked about waxing, shaving, lists, whatnot... but not blue-balling.

I would love to know. Did I blue-ball this morning?

If I did... it sucked!

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Xmas shopping is mostly done!

Thanks for all the gift suggestions! I found a great (hopefully) cheap present to give to ALL my cousins.

We're all going to go to the Christmas-themed Improv Asylum show. We'll get to enjoy some laughs. We'll get to hang out "together." I got the tickets half-price thanks to all the Boston social groups I belong to... totalling $70 for the six of us.

And most importantly, since I did say US, I get to enjoy the gift too.

Surprise, Surprise ;)

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Xmas Gifts

I love giving gifts. The problem is that I'm a student, don't exactly earn any income. Now I do have money in my savings, and I do get an allowance from my parents for food and stuff (which I have extorted, embezzled, inflated, etc).

Alas, this still doesn't allow me to buy people the gifts that I want to buy them... because if I had all the money in the world (or maybe $5000 more than I do now) I would be buying designer gifts. Wallets, wristlets, other small leather goods.

But I don't have that kind of cash. In addition, I'm buying gifts for people I don't know really well.

I love my family... but liking them and wanting to hang out with them is a whole other ballgame. Yet I still have to buy gifts for these people because (and only because) they will be buying gifts for me.

Now I'm easy. Put a bow on a bottle of booze and I'm happy.

Them... not so much. I've got one cousin who doesn't really drink. (God only knows how we share the same blood).

I've got a couple cousins who are a tad larger than the average bear, so cute clothes won't be so cute on them.

I've got a mom who bitches and moans that she doesn't need/want anything for christmas, then pouts and gets upset when she doesn't get anything.

I need ideas people. I need good gifts under $25. If that's even possible, hook me up!!

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