I thought that the interview I had would be the last call. I'm pretty much happy with all the programs, and confused. After much attempt to nail down my jazz dance moves, I decided that I was a lost cause in dancing and proceeded to doing the laundry. I'm a cinderella and not a janet jackson. I went to the basement and I heard my phone ringing.
I usually don't get signals downstairs and it was perfect timing that I happened to go down and hear it. Some unknown number was calling me. I thought it was my classmate and i was about to answer "wazzup? wazzup?".
Is this louise?
Yes.
This is XOXO from XOXO university and I was wondering whether you could go for an interview next Tuesday. We are paying for your accomodations and we will provide the transportation.
For sure.
I guess I have another interview. Hey no complaints. This is why I came here. Interviews. This is a mad season for me!
DO I think I can cope? I'm lost and I'm hopeless when it comes to picking out the hospital. Okay, i sometimes feel stupid and maybe a bit undone...
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My uncle had some abdominal pain for two days which he had been treating symptomatically. Apparently it wasn't working. He is a docile person and had it not been for my auntie telling him to go to the hospital to have it checked up, I gather he would have done nothing about it. HEck, a bomb may explode one meter away from him and my uncle would still be calm and walk on as if nothing happened. Completely the opposite of his wife who reminds me of Sanchai (Dao Ming Zhu!).
Well i couldn't argue with them about the symptoms. They were both doctors. Doctors are the worst patients. I know because I really hate taking medications, I hate not being in control, I hate being told what to do when I know perfectly well what I am suppose to do. Leave me alone! Just kidding. I am just not use to being doted on. I suffer from middle child syndrome and not used to attention.
ANyways it turns out he has gallstones and pancreatitis. So now he is scheduled for gallbladder removal and stone removal. Okay stop it. I will not blog the pathophysiology of gallstone pancreatitis. My cousins are worried but they are teenage "guys" and are suppose to act cool. I see beneath that calm exterior. Who are they kidding?
My aunt is wonderwoman personified. I don't know how she does everything. I just hope I can help her out any way I can. I definitely can't help her in the area of dancing.
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I spent last night making some run down shirt and helmet thingie for my football player cousin. He told me to blog about it, but i wouldn't take a picture of them until they are sufficiently pimped up by me. Well i don't think i will have any time for that.
Couldn't believe that my favorite cousin is now a football player! Jules, from the moment I saw him as a baby had always been my favorite. Justin on the other hand, I love him too. Truth be told, I see myself in Justin. Like he is the female version of me when i was a kid. Anyways, i'm rambling.
I'm now two days into my "quit anything with artificial sweetener" diet. I'll check if those stuff really makes you gain weight. I've chugged down diet coke for the past four months and have gained weight. We'll see if the hypothesis is true.
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