Bob

Just had a really weird conversation with someone. Let's say his name is Bob. Bob goes to the church I attend while I'm at school. He has a son, and has been divorced for about a year now. He's Yoruba, and reminds me of a burnt salamander.

So yesterday there was a church event at one of our sister churches, so my parents traveled down to attended. Well Bob was there and he said hi to me while I was with my mom. So I was like hey, this is my mom, and mommy this is Bob. My dad came up and I introduced them. I thought nothing of it because I always introduce my friends to my parents. Welllll, Bob took this "introduction" to a WHOLE new level.

Few hours ago, I got a facebook chat message from him about how surprised/shocked he was that I introduced him to my parents. I was like, okay? so what?

Well then he calls me and say that he's been admiring me for awhile and that since I introduced him to my parents, that gave him the go-ahead to pursue me further. (at this moment I was thinking DAMN!)

So he proceeds to tell me how he couldn't take his eyes off me yesterday and that he was watching me shake it. He also made comments about the size of my rear end. Keep in mind that we were AT CHURCH!!!! I didn't even know what to say! I was shocked. He should be praying and worshiping God, not staring at my behind!

He asked me if I would go out to lunch or dinner with him, and I lied and told him I was busy.

Why is it that the ratchet dudes that I DON'T want are always the ones approaching me?

Hi

Currently eating spicy Doritos and ice cream. I'm NOT pregnant (I'm 4,000% sure). I just felt like eating it. It's very good by the way. "Ijekuje!!"- that's what my mom would say.

I only have 2 more interviews left. I canceled 2, and I might cancel one more. 

One thing I HATE about these interviews is writing thank-you notes/emails. I think it's stupid. I just send emails, because I don't have time to hand write them and mail them. I HATE it. I forgot to send thank you emails to one of the programs I interviewed at over a month ago. Well, actually, I didn't forget. I just don't want to do it because I don't plan on ranking the program anyway. Wurreva.

So.

There's this dude. I think he's cute, but our encounters are always kind of awkward. When I try to talk to him he doesn't seem interested, and then when HE tries to talk to ME I get irritated. I dunno. Yesterday I noticed he was online so I decided to send him a chat message.

Me: Hey **** how r u?
Him: (hours later) Hi.

I didn't like that response. Just Hi? If I ask how you are doing, I expect you to tell me how you are doing! He didn't even ask how I was doing. So I came to the conclusion that he's just not that into me. I didn't even reply him. Moving on.

Thanksgiving!

* Singing* I just want to say, Baba o, E seeeeeeee eeee eeee eee eee!

I really enjoyed this year's Thanksgiving.

God has done sooooo much for me. Sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo much mehn!

No worries at all at all.

Just food, family and friends.

: )

I looove me some Baba Ara. This is one of my fav songs by him, and it's perfect for a day like this.

Ore riri je, ore riri mu, ore i'dasimi, ore alafiaaaaaaa...... Oluwa o se fun mi o Baba!

hmmmmm

I have this weird feeling.

I just need to be patient and pray.

Interviews!!!!!!!!

 So residency interview season has started!!!

I went on my 3rd interview yesterday, and I have my 4th next week. So far so good.

It's definitely an exciting process. It's nice because the field I'm going into is great because they provide us with hotel accommodations, free dinners, free breakfast, free lunch. I looove it! So I've really been enjoying. However, I'm kind of already tired. It gets exhausting because you interview with 3-6 people and you have to tell each person about yourself,  and you have to keep thinking of question to ask them.

Program #1 was great, and I actually liked it much more than I expected too. It's in a location that's about 1.5 to 2 hrs away from home, and the city isn't all that great, but I really liked the program along with the residents, faculty, and facilities.

Program #2 has been removed from my list and I've decided not to rank it at all. I reeeeally wanted to  like it because it's so close to home (like 20 minutes away), but I just know it's not the place for me. I just didn't feel comfortable there and the residents were kind of weird to me.

Program #3 was good. I also like this program much more than expected. They have most of what I am looking for, and the residents and faculty were also cool.

Program #4 is next week, which is actually at my current medical school. I'm not looking forward to it. I know I don't want to stay another 3-4 years in the same place. I'm only interviewing at my school because I felt it was the nice thing to do. I'm always around these people when there are school events, so it would be kind of awkward trying to explain why I wasn't applying to my own school's program. Oh well. I don't plan on ranking it anyway.

Program #5 is about 1-1.5 hrs away from home. This seems like it's a program I will like. This interview will be in December.

Program #6 this is 3 hrs from home. I really like the program, but I really don't want to be this far from home. I'll be interviewing there in 2 weeks.

Program #7 I'm actually going to cancel this one. I'm pretty sure this program will be a lot like program #2, so I don't even want to waste my time. I only applied because it's like 20 minutes from my parent's house.

Program #8  I don't think I want to go here. I've met the directors here a few times and they are so nice, so I feel I have to interview here. I do not want to LIVE in this city, but I really want to VISIT again. So I'm at least going to take advantage of the free food and free hotel. But it IS possible that i might cancel.

Program #9 I'm going to cancel this one too. Don't like the city or the program. Only applied because I was told to apply to at least 10 programs.

Program #10 Didn't get an interview invitation from them. Doesn't matter to me because I think it's a bootleg program, and I really don't want to be in this city. I also prefer unopposed programs and this is not one, so yea. Again, I only applied here because I was told to apply to at least 10.

I should be done with interviews in early January. Maybe sooner if I actually cancel some of them.


At one of my interviews, I met this CRAZY oyinbo girl. They always tell us what NOT to do at an interview and I've always felt like they were common sense tips. Well, almost everything this girl did was an example of what NOT to do. She showed up 20 min late to the night before dinner. She was 10 min late on interview day. At the night before dinner she stuck her nasty spit-covered spoon in the residents desert because she wanted to taste it. At lunch on interview day, she used her bare hands to scoop up fried calamari crumbs, she licked her fingers and put them BACK in the bowl SEVERAL times! It was soooo gross. Everyone was giving her the side eye. She can do all that stuff with her friends, but she is in a PROFESSIONAL setting!!!! And then she would make the most OFF THE WALL comments and tell the most inappropriate stories! It was sooooo hard for me to keep a straight face, but I had to remember that I was being watched too. I don't know what was going on in this girls mind, but I do wish her the best of luck.

Wish List

Sooo, I was just thinking about what I want for Christmas. These are things that I KNOW I will NOT get unless I meet a rich guy that will shower me with gifts. Or if my parents happen to win the lottery.

1. Mercedes GLK 350 - Sapphire Grey Metallic
2. Bottega Veneta Bag- Ebano parachute bag or Nero Nappa tote or Moro nappa Roma bag
3. New MacBook- mine is falling apart and the battery stopped charging so I have to keep it plugged in all the time
4. Christian Louboutin Pigalle 120mm in black (for graduation)
5. AND a pair of David Yurman earrings

 And that's it!!! Not too bad right? Ha!

I've been getting so irritated lately. My patience is wearing thin. My family has even made comments that I'm not as nice as I used to be. I blame med school. There's something about med school that sucks the life out of you.  I still love medicine, and I'm excited for my future career, but I don't really know how to explain it. I don't think I've changed significantly, but I do notice a change. I know I'm able to say NO!! more often. I speak my mind more often, and I'm not afraid to be a little rude. Now that I think about it, I think I've just learned to stand up for myself a little bit more, which is important as a physician.

Whatever.

Gotta go!

Soooo just had an interesting night.

Was on my way home and traffic on the highway was reeeeeally bad. My dumb self decided to drink several bottles of water before I headed home. I had to pee sooooo bad!!!!!! I kept thinking "the traffic has to clear up at some point so I can speed home." But NOPE! I even needed to exit and get to a gas station since I was almost out of gas. But I thought I could make it. Right when I passed the exit I realized I couldn't hold it anymore, and the next exit was at least a mile away. I thought about pulling to the median and peeing on the side of the freeway but I kept going. I even thought about peeing on myself, but I was in a rental car with cloth seats (If they were leather, I probably would have peed on myself!). I FINALLY got to the next exit and headed for the nearest parking lot. I knew I couldn't make it to the gas station. I parked and popped a squat and peed. There were even cars passing by and I DID NOT CARE!!! I realized I was right across from an Everest College with a crowd of people outside. I even had on my favorite pair of Paige denim jeans and I peed on the bottom of them, but I DID NOT CARE!!!!! Whoooooo I was sooooooo relieved!!!!

Then I headed to the the nearest gas station to get gas. As I was pumping gas some African guy came up to me and asked if I knew where he could find Mary Jane's African restaurant. I had no idea what he was talking about. I had never heard of a restaurant by that name in our area. I asked him what street it was on, but he didn't reply. I even Googled the name on my phone and nothing came up. I noticed that he was looking around, and he seemed kind of nervous. Well, as I pulled away from the gas station, I started to wonder if he was asking me for drugs. Mary Jane? I'm not sure, but who knows?