3 posts tagged “facebook”
While surveying the wall posts from a facebook group called "Overheard at Mizzou"... I came across this:
"Overheard on shuttle from Hearnes to Brady: "my friend who works at the hospital was cleaning an obese women and found a biscuit underneath her back rolls of fat. she asked the lady about it, and the lady laughed and said 'oh yeah. that's a game me and my husband play. i hide food in my rolls and if he finds it he gets to eat it'"
So gross.
So hilarious.
Too good to keep to myself!!! Ahhh, the joys of working in medicine...
Oh, yeah--this time tomorrow, I'll be a Second Year Medical Student!!!!! Memorial Day Weekend with the In-Laws, drinking copious amounts by the pool, will kick off the LAST Summer Break of my life. Yeah, it'll be great. :)
So, last night, my 6:55 PM plane was delayed until 7:40 PM. Which would have been fine, if 1) the Love Field airport hadn't been 80 fucking degrees with 99% humidity and 2) I hadn't been stuck at the gate with 3 incredibly snotty groups of St. Louis county high schoolers--and their enabling/encouraging parents. They all took great pleasure in what they called "People Watching." This consisted of the mothers pointing out people walking through the terminal, and the girls around them finding something to make fun of: a limp, being overweight, non-name-brand clothes, etc. The girls proceeded to consume two bags of Twizzlers (tm) Pull-n-Peel candy, all the while saying, "God, I'm so fat--I have to run forever tomorrow!" and rolling down their short-shorts' waistbands to show their ass cracks. Lovely.
As we're boarding... which threw into stark relief my own issues with the Southwest "open seating" concept, but that is for another time... I overhear the 5 girls behind me in line talking about various topics relevant when you're a sheltered, privileged, uneducated person under the age of Mature Adult. Of course, there was the matter of whose house was hosting the party this coming weekend, whose "crush" would be there, how much life sucks because their in high school...the usual. But, then the conversation turned to THE cardinal sin of high school friendships.
"Oh. My. God! I, like, don't have ANY new facebook comments!"
"Seriously, none?!?!"
"Yeah, I'm, like, so pissed! I've been gone for, like, FOUR DAYS!!!"
"Wow, that really sucks."
"Yeah, like, I was expecting at least, like, TEN! My friends suck!!"
At that point, I'm pretty sure an intelligence vacuum formed and sucked my brain out of my skull--I don't remember getting on the plane, or anything about the flight home until we hit 10,000 feet and I was able to listen to some Regina Spektor and Ingrid Michaelson.
Seriously? facebook comments = self esteem? Sad day.
I went home for an extended weekend after my Immunology and Genetics exam on Saturday. Yes, exam. On. Saturday. I was completely disconnected from the world, as I tend to be when I'm at home in the sticks with dial-up internet and gravel roads. I enjoy it--it renews me, and reminds me of what is actually quite important, rather than what is in my face and inducing panic on a superficial and temporary basis.
I login to my Facebook account and see that I have a message. This is really a rare occasion, as most of my friends are either IMers or MySpace messagers. So I open my inbox to realize that it is from a guy that I knew at Mizzou. Someone who is one of those people whose number you get because they refuse to stop staring at you until you put it into your phone.... then you never delete it because you WANT to know when they call you, so you know NOT to answer. Also: said acquaintance is a ridiculous and illogical, uber-conservative, die-hard Republican and fundie anti-choice Catholic.
"Lacey,
What happened to you? You used to be Republican...but
now I see this stuff about you supporting these like
really...horrible...people..."
Saith the man who thinks Mike Huckabee is a second Jesus.
Speaking of Jesus, I think the best way to describe my political life is in this particular piece of Scripture: "Repent, and thou shalt be saved." :)
