I lost everything on my computer today. I thought I even lost the log-in info to this blog but was able to make some good guesses. It took me an hour so I'm no Sherlock Holmes but at least I can access the blog now.
Anyway, I lost everything on my computer, including my medical school application essays. I've been working on these for months and had them backed up in several places...all of those back-ups failed. So now I have to re-write about 50 medical school essays (not an exaggeration) that I've been working on since May...in about two weeks. Because the interview season for medical schools starts between mid August and early September, I have to get these in before it opens so I can be reviewed by the admissions committees and granted interviews before all of their spots fill up (they are almost all filled by the time interview season opens for each school). Needless to say I need to put the blog on hiatus so I can rewrite everything I've lost or I won't ever get to be a doctor. It's that simple. And I want to be a doctor more than I want to be an anonymous fictional blog writer on the internet.
Oh, and...FUCK WINDOWS 8. Seriously. What a fucking piece of SHIIIIIIIIT!!!!!!!!!! If you can do ANYTHING to avoid updating Windows 8 I'd recommend it because the most recent update is what caused me to have to completely restore my computer. It will tell you that your files will be safe and left alone but that is LIE. I know I sound like one of those crazy people that leaves an angry comment on a company's Facebook page, and it's entirely possible I have completely lost it because I now have to rewrite ALL of my medical school essays, but seriously. Windows is such a piece of shit and if I didn't NEED this computer to write my essays I would throw it across the goddamn room right now because I am so filled with rage. The next computer I buy will be a Mac. This situation has shaved at least a year off of my life due to the stress it has caused and I want to sue Microsoft for emotional damages (no I'm not serious).
I'll see you guys on the other side of dealing with this huge damn mess.
Sunday, July 19, 2015
Wednesday, March 18, 2015
“I’m not sure what to do anymore.” I said, “Faith barley eats, she only leaves the house unless it’s to go to work. Whenever I go over there she’s just laying down staring at the wall.”
“We need to do something.” Zoey said, “She’s been like this for almost a month.”
“Can you blame her though?” Penny asked.
The three of us were sitting in my living room. I had invited Penny and Zoey over to figure out how we could help Faith.
Friday, February 20, 2015
“Who the HELL allowed this to happen!?”
Maggie was yelling at Tony and all of Mike’s friends in the burn unit’s waiting room. She was absolutely distraught and taking it out on everyone around her. It got to the point where the hospital staff threatened to call security unless she left Mike’s room until she calmed down. Incidentally, calming down was the opposite of what she was doing in the waiting room.
Wednesday, February 18, 2015
Monday, February 16, 2015
They were all staring at me and I felt the walls close in. If there had been walls, that is. Everywhere I looked someone was watching, waiting. The longer it went on the worse it got. I looked down and saw Mike. He was bleeding and I was holding a bloody knife.
Monday, February 2, 2015
“He was going to propose?” Zoey asked.
We were eating dinner at our favorite place: a diner that specialized in great cheeseburgers, cold shakes, and crisp fries.
“Yeah.” I said dipping a fry in ketchup.
“No offense, Faith,” Penny said, “but you don’t seem very happy about…well…any of the situation at all.”
Saturday, January 10, 2015
Mike and I trudged up the snowy stoop to Maggie’s house. I was carrying several gifts for Grant and Annabelle and had gifts for Claire, Sarah, Maggie, and Jamie in a bag slung over my shoulder. Mike was holding a dish of my stuffed mushrooms and a couple bottles of wine.
I chose my outfit very carefully for the night. It was a black dress with long black sleeves and a conservative neckline. It went to just above my knee and I was wearing thick black tights and black shoes. Mike had commented that I looked like I was going to a funeral so I threw on some Christmas ball ornament earrings, put a gift bow in my hair, and changed my shoes out for some shiny red pumps that matched the earrings and bow.
Maggie greeted us at the door.
Friday, December 5, 2014
Tuesday, November 11, 2014
“Faith.” Maggie said stiffly when she answered the door.
“Maggie, it’s great to see you.” I said cordially.
“No need to lie.” She tittered.
Her tone was a joking tone but her eyes told me she meant it. Mike laughed and I joined in half-heartedly as we walked over the threshold to Mike’s dad’s house.
Sunday, October 26, 2014
I walked into our conference room and immediately knew something was up. Hazel was sitting at the head of the table and she never came to our weekly meetings for the Glass Penny. Hazel may have recruited all of us to join this theatre but up until now she’d been very hands off (aside from providing a significant investment to the establishment of this theatre and ongoing production checks). I smiled at her and took a seat next to Zeke as we waited for the others to trickle in.
When Molly arrived she sat across the table from me and I gave her a weak smile. She responded by looking at Hazel. I don’t blame Molly for being cold to me. After the way we left things, I can understand having a cooling off period. It sucks but she’s entitled to her feelings about our friendship as much as I am. I’ve been an asshole, we both have. We need some space and I get it.
Ashley and Riley walked in with coffee, followed by Nick. They settled in and Hazel cleared her throat. In front of her was an office binder. She flipped it open.
Thursday, October 16, 2014
Tuesday, October 14, 2014
Molly is officially gone. Our apartment feels so empty without her and I’m still trying to figure out what I’m going to do. Our lease is up next month and I’m pretty sure I won’t renew it, which means I have a month to find a new apartment in my price range and then actually move into it. I also have to budget in buying a ton of new furniture since virtually all of our furniture was Molly’s due to mine being destroyed in the fire.
Sunday, October 5, 2014
The day after Molly’s announcement, I decided to call Mike.
“I miss you.” I winced at how pathetic that sounded, “And I don’t really know what else to say.”
“I miss you, too.” Mike said.
His voice was soft.
“Do you want to come over and talk?” He asked.
“I would love that.”
Tuesday, September 30, 2014
“I don’t know what to do.” I said into the phone.
“Have you tried calling him?” Penny asked.
“I don’t know what to say to him.”
Mike and I hadn’t talked since our fight and I wasn’t sure what to do. I didn’t feel like I did anything wrong and I wasn’t sure what he exactly he wanted from me. I’d asked Zoey for some advice a few days after and she wasn’t sure what I should do, either. Penny was trying but her ideas were the same ones I had been going over and over and deciding against. After five more minutes I sighed and we said good bye.
“Trouble with Mike?” Molly asked from the breakfast nook.