September 2012
1 post
10 honest thoughts on being loved by a skinny boy,... →
andafterwards:
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I say, ‘I am fat.’ He says ‘No, you are beautiful.’ I wonder why I cannot be both. He kisses me hard.
2. My college theater professor once told me that despite my talent, I would never be cast as a romantic lead. We do plays that involve singing animals and children with the ability to fly, but apparently no one
May 2012
1 post
I know you read my blog. So here.
paniccarnage:
I WOULD RATHER BE SISTERS WITH A PLANK OF WOOD.
much love,
Kristen Andrea
April 2012
3 posts
March 2012
8 posts
February 2012
4 posts
life is a cruel joke.
So I’ve been really down lately about this, and I don’t think I should be, but I can’t help it. My boyfriend and I both took a year off of school and applied to grad schools this year. He has a ton of interviews and since it was late in the season, I thought I was out of luck in terms of med school interviews. I figured we would just move wherever he goes for his PhD program and...
feeling small
My commentary about my run today is simple: THIGH CHAFING.
That is all.
The big drama of the day is when I got back to work from my run…I came back and found that my boss had been looking for me to introduce to none other than…my replacement.
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Yup, my replacement. I mean it’s true that one day I will blow this joint to either a) med school (wow fat chance) or b) to...
January 2012
6 posts
cool runnings
Today it was a cool 50 degrees outside! I put on some shorts and a light pullover and headed out into the sunshine on my lunch break. I managed to hammer out 3 miles in about 34 minutes—getting back to high school racing pace soon enough!
I broke 160 pounds today and weighed in at 159.2 *happy dance*
Since I started running, I’ve been feeling in general a lot better about life. I...
support our troops
Today was an excellent run. I pushed 3 miles in an 11:47 min/mi pace which is my best so far. Slow still, yes, but it’s improving!
Since my route goes by the VA, the whole time I was running all I could think about was the veteran we met on the street last night. He stopped us after we had gotten coffee and was asking for money, handing me a small keychain from the VA that advertised...
whew.
Ran until I almost puked on my doorstep.
Probably should not have been pushing the pace a minute over my 5k PR from high school.
Damn, those demons run fast!
dawn
The reason I’ve decided to start blogging is because I think I’m depressed.
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No really, I think so. But I also think that it’s a very common reaction to Plan A not working out. In my case, Plan A is medical school. This is my second cycle of applying and once again, I am batting 0% on interviews.
There are a number of things I can blame. My less-than stellar MCAT...
