still meg danger

jesus is a biscuit. i let him sop me up.

one year post grad

how quickly one year passes. today is my last day as a research assistant/coordinator at the feinstein which is basically dedicated to me packing up my things, turning in my lab notebook and ID and trying to forget all the gas money spent and stress caused by my 54 mile commute each way. i applied to medical school; i didn’t get in (well, i haven’t heard back from 3 but let’s be serious it’s june). this is the first time i’ve “failed” at something i attempted. i got into vassar early decision. i went a 25 in my 50 freestyle from a flat start. but now i’m at a loss of what to do with my life. but that’s not to say looking back i haven’t learned things along the way.

  • when i first started, peder told me “show up, do something, and don’t complain.” i survived this year doing so many things i have never done before and things i never thought i would do, like a kill a mouse and harvest its organs/blood. i never complained to people here, even when i was doing other people’s work instead of my own and even though i got paid $10/hr when they said it would be salaried and i made more as a lifeguard in HIGH SCHOOL. i just worked because first jobs can be brutal.
  • i have been in a long distance relationship with dan for 2 years since he graduated. i am not gonna lie and say everything is PERFECT because it isn’t. he still likes the phillies and i still like the mets. he is obsessed with the hound while i dream of being khaleesi. he prefers cm punk to dolph ziggler. he likes to nap on the beach when i like to play in the ocean. he doesn’t like mob wives. but somehow we make it work whether its liveblogging raw together or saving game of thrones episodes to watch together or taking me out to meet his high school friends. even though philadelphia is gross and scary (sorry dan) maybe some day we will get to be together all the time and not on weekends.
  • don’t think almost dying is an excuse to #YOLO and not work your hardest. HOWEVER, it may lead you to date the exboyfriend of one of the top two craziest girls on the swim team for 3.5+ years.

well, this is the end of the research chapter of my life and onto summer classes and then…

so much game of thrones on the mind

i dreamt last night that chase edward was running with direwolves. i hope he is happily napping on that big chair in the sky after going for a walk.

ain’t nothing like a little hound on a wednesday afternoon

ain’t nothing like a little hound on a wednesday afternoon