1. No one has sent me my business cards with “Hannah Lust, 1/2M.D.” yet. I thought they were supposed to come in the mail? Is there someone I can speak to about this?
2. Last night the Weatherman (yes, I’m outing him) and I watched the Bachelorette premier(e?) with some friends. I know people watch this as a real thing, but…I just…I can’t be serious about it. The awkwardness was hurting my teeth. One guy was wearing a suit of armor. Also, that girl gets to drive a Bentley! This is not real life. Obvs, because it’s TV. I maaaaaay have to watch next week. (more…)
This post was thiiiiis close to being another edition of “let me tell you all the crazy things that can happen to the brain.”
I have decided not to subject you to this, and for that, you’re welcome.
Instead, let’s talk about the great and honorable intentions I have for spring break.
I always approach breaks from school with faaaar too much ambition. There is usually a huge gap between what I dream I will accomplish, and what I actually end up doing. My rough goals for spring break look like this: (more…)
We (Hannah and I) took a picture together when we were in the same place and looking pretty!! Check it ouuuuttt!
Sorry if this ruins some elaborate narrative you had about us actually being the same person, or two different sides of Hannah’s personality, or if you thought that I was maybe a dude. I hope you can forgive us and that we can still be internet friends.
Okay, with that EPIC NEWS out of the way, let’s talk about something really serious… Like how everything is out to get me recently.
When I find something I like, I let it consume me. Until I find the next thing I can’t live without. I know that moderation is supposed to be the key to happiness or something like that. But I just don’t work that way. At all.
Let’s talk about some things I’m super in love with lately.
Last night, as we were going to sleep, the Weatherman said, “Goodnight, I love you.” To which I appropriately responded, “Did you know that if you laid out all your endothelial cells, from end to end, from just YOU, they would wrap around the earth 3 or 4 times?”
Poor Weatherman. He is such a nice boy, and I am such a…medical student. (more…)