16 posts tagged “qotd”

Are there any people you would not tell if they had food in their teeth or if their zipper were down? Why or why not?
Submitted by Charms.

Oh, there are dozens!  There are any number of reasons why I would keep this from them--the reasons depend on the person, and why I don't like them. :)

I'll entertain you with a partial listing:

Marivern E.
Stuart P.
Samantha B.
Jeremy S.  (wouldn't piss on him if he were on fire!!!!)
Hilary M.
Most of my ex-boyfriends
Taylor McK.
Tara B.
Jamie R.
Most of the "Hot Chicks" from my high school class... although, they do a very good job of making themselves look completely ridiculous already.  See facebook.

I should stop Voxing now, and study pathology.  It would be a shame to spend my last summer studying for a re-test.

Who was the last person you offended?
Submitted by May.

*Falls off of couch, crumpled into a ball of laugher*

Seriously?!  There's absolutely no way to know...  It happens far too often.

What do you daydream about? Is it something far-fetched, or something that might actually happen?
Submitted by lost_in_eternity2207.

My answer has been the same word since I entered high school in the fall of 1999:  GRADUATION
I have lived my life, since the age of 14, in 4-year segments.  Those segments have consisted of fairly-organized checklists subdivided into Requirements and Expectations--each of those, of course, had their own priorities built in. 

I couldn't wait to get out of high school because I hated being with the same people I had seen every day since I was 5.  I hated everyone knowing my entire life story, and everything that happened to me during the day--sometimes before I knew it myself.  I despised the fact that I didn't quite *fit* into any particular clique because there weren't many people to whom I could honestly relate.  I just wanted to go to college.  So I built up my resume, aced all my classes, gave my graduation speech, and got the hell out of Dodge!

College was tougher on me--the ideas and roles I despised as a high school student were, apparently, simultaneously of great comfort.  It took me my entire first year to adjust to the idea that I had to actively *make new friends* and that no one knew anything about me unless I told him or her.  I went to Columbia with my best friend and a new boyfriend from high school, but they weren't living in my dorm, and they were doing their own respective things.  However, college laid another gargantuan challenge at my feet... getting into medical school.  I had approximately 3.5 years to put my application together, and it all had to start my first semester.  Grades, extra-curriculars, volunteering, physician shadowing, interview preparation, research, teaching, ass-kissing (especially difficult with professors you only know for 15 weeks before you'd ask them for a letter!!), networking, and then... oh, yeah, trying to have a life.  I think I ended up shifting the balance more toward having a life (dating, making friends, taking jobs I liked) than on obsessing over my application status... and I'm satisfied with how things turned out.  I met the man I will marry--even though I sorta rejected him the first couple of times we went out--and the two people who I can honestly call my best friends while I was in Columbia.  I gained admission to a US allopathic medical school (acceptance rate is ~45% these days), and I graduated with my Bachelor of Science in Biochemistry 367 days ago on May 12, 2007.  I just missed this post for my One Year Anniversary.  Meh.  I graduated with a great sense of relief that afternoon--both because I was finished with the hardest thing I'd ever done, and because I knew I had another destination lined up.  I was going to medical school. 

I started class (Gross Human Anatomy, to be more specific) this past August, and I have already nearly finished my first year.  The time has absolutely flown by!!  I don't feel like I've really learned much new material, but I know I've learned to think of the science I already knew in a different light.  I have learned to take advantage of the silly ways I can make my brain remember things that are seemingly unassociated.  I have learned that a little common sense and a modicum of organization will really save a person from looking like a total dumbass.  I have learned that I already know how to talk to people, how to get their side of the story while gathering the information I will need to diagnose and treat them to the best of my ability and serving their best interests.  I have floundered in the pit of uncertainty, and I have doubted myself in countless ways--but I have overcome that doubt and realized that I am here for a reason.  I have three more years before I will change my occupation on all those silly pull-down menus from "Student" to "Physician/Doctor"... and one more graduation to go.  May 14, 2011.

Beyond the consuming world of medical education and eventually choosing my career path, I daydream of many other things.  Recently, with the choosing of my wedding date, I have begun daydreaming of how to plan the ceremony and reception, what my life will be like once I am living with Greg (instead of flying across the Midwest every 2 weeks), and how our relationship will grow and evolve as we are together longer.  I daydream of our future children--their personalities, their relationships with me and their grandparents... and I wonder if any of their great-grandparents will meet them.

I have spent the last 10 years living for the distant future--the present has caught up with me.  I can now slow down a bit, and I am living, for the most part, in the moment.  That is inexplicably refreshing, as it allows me to reflect on the time that rushed past me while I was so frantically trying to get *here.*   I have led a blessed life, and am excited to see where the next few years take me.

What is your "role" in your family?

I have several roles, depending on the scope/definition of 'family' used.

In my immediate family, I am The Intelligent Daughter:  I have an unparalleled relationship with my mother, am a point of potential bragging for my step-dad, and the older sister that apparently casts a long and depressing shadow over my brother (which I am reminded of constantly, like I planned it that way).

In my extended family, on my mother's side, I am The Favorite Grandchild and the Uniter of Generations:  I am like my grandparents' 5th child, the first birth in the family after their youngest son.  I am the common thread that unites the 18 people who show up to Christmas dinner--they have watched me grow from an infant, or they have known me from the time they were old enough to *know* someone and I watched them grow.

**Now, of course, I am "the family's doctor," which opens a whole new can of ethical worms.  But they're pretty cute about it.**

On my step-dad's side, I am The Outsider.  I do not share the name, I do not share the genes (i.e., I'm the fat one).  And it's painfully apparent.  By virtue of age alone, I am the second physician of 2 grandchildren, so I, of course, stole the idea from Ryan....forget the fact that I was saying I wanted to be a doctor 12 years before he decided that would be a lucrative enough career.  I am also the second Lacey in the family.  So, I'm fairly worthless--all of my potential roles have been filled.  Which is okay with me; I have to spend less time being completely awkward and fishing for anything relevant to discuss with them.

In Greg's family, I am..... The Ambitious and Educated Daughter-In-Law-to-Be?  I can keep up with Uncle Ted's dirty dinner conversations; I can talk to Lynne and Shirley about general domestic-ness; I don't take any crap off of Delbert (but generally make him laugh while I'm doing it); and I represent the promise of future grandchildren/great-grandchildren.  Pretty sweet, right?

How do you keep calm? 
Submitted by L33tchica.  

I don't.

I have to complete the "Freak Out" process before I can go back to calm.

What's your favorite thing to drink when it's cold outside?

I have two brand-spankin'-new answers to this question... and, wouldn't you know it?  They both contain alcohol. *innocent but desperate smile*

1) Apple cider, piping hot from a Crock Pot (or other brand of slow cooker) and enriched with Goldschlager (or other 40+% alcohol-by-volume cinnamon schnapps)--this will keep you warm all night, even with the windows open!

2) Hot cocoa with Bailey's original Irish Creme liqueur.  I'm sure the newer flavors would be ab fab as well... I'm not a mint fan, so I'll just take the original, or Irish creme with caramel, thanks.

What experience or moment in your life have you learned the most from? 
Submitted by AngieK. 

My parents' divorce has, no question, had the most profound impact on my life.  I learned at the age of 3 that I would never be able to rely completely on anyone else, and that love and marriage were not the end-all, be-all that so many fairy tales had made them out to be.  I was inoculated against the romanticism found in Disney movies, and I began my journey down Cynicism Boulevard.

I've learned a lot since then--about the true natures of love, marriage, parenting, and feel prepared to face my own live in terms of these "tasks"... so often distorted by popular culture.  I think this is actually one of the best things that ever happened to me.  It made the realizations of adulthood much less harsh.

Who would you trust with your life?

• My mother
• Greg
• My grandfather

If you could pick a cartoon world to live in, which would it be?  Why?
Submitted by Scio, Scio.

Great question!  It beckons to memory all of the '80s and '90s Nickelodeon/Disney Channel cartoons I would watch, mostly in my grandmother's living room, and how I spent my childhood.  I am so thankful for that time that I was blessed with, and would never trade it for anything.

Now, for the answer:  "SHE-RA, PRINCESS OF POWER."  If you know me--this makes sense.  I feel it is my duty to use my superior gifts to fight the evil forces and beings and to save my home planet and friends from destruction.  She also was quite pretty, and wore a fun costume. :)

What is your favorite term of endearment? 
Submitted by lostdwarf.

It's a tie.... Stinkpot for Greg, and Poopface for Mom. 

I have a very loving family. :)

Although, I got a pet name on the phone last night that I actually really did like.  Maybe it will stick...

Off-topic:  Pray for me, if you do that sort of thing.  I'm going to be awake until at least 4:00 tomorrow afternoon.  Just 21 hours left to finish my Biochemistry Senior Capstone Seminar.  Thank God for Ben & Jerry's, as well as leftover Easter candy~!!!