Questions beyond questions with the occasional answer sprinkled in between

Hello, good people! What have you been you to today?

As you may know today is Tuesday and Tuesdays equal checklists and bullet points and numbers and letters and ratings and top 5s and-¬†well, in short, listing things! Since it’s been a slow week over here in my corner of the world I decided to do this fun little question answer survey thingy.¬†

Perks of being a single child

Just to clarify #1: No, I don’t mean my relationship statues although that would be accurate as well.

Jtc #2:¬†My brother is still very much alive, he’s just staying with a friend to celebrate their first week of summer holiday.

Even though I don’t want to be a single (or is it only?) child forever (who’d play¬†Mario¬†Cart with me!?)¬†I have noticed the occasional¬†perk:

♣ having the ice cream tub all to myself

♣ getting to watch Sex and the City and Pretty Woman whenever I want

althooooough there is a slight downside: Tweet

‚ô£¬†when mom’s off to work I can crank up the music as loud as I want and sing at the top of my voice (there has been the occasional complaint from the neighbors though…..

Hell was full so I’m back :)

Y’all it’s been too long.

Way too long.

In my defense (which isn’t very good) I’ve been super busy.

During my spontaneous period of absence I’ve *takes big gulp of air* studied for my graduation exams, written my graduation exams, passed, finally graduated, studied for the European version of the MCAT, taken a course on how to pass the bloody MCAT, written the MCAT and was shipped off to London because my mom had two meetings there this month and didn’t want to leave my brother and I alone for a whole week.

5 moments in my life when I wished I were somewhere else

Don’t worry I won’t use the oblivious: “that one time I found out my dad died” that would just be boring wink

(Please note, for this and every post yet to come:¬† I have a twisted kind of humor, especially¬†concerning¬†anything¬†related¬†to the death of my dad. My mom thinks it’s a copying mechanism but¬†I’m pretty sure it’s just part of my warped¬†personalty….

Alive and kicking…. viciously

Why, oh why did I decide to graduate in chemistry!!?

And why, oh why didn’t I pay closer attention during the first year!? I’m so angry at 11th grade Cora right now!!!

Also I have math tutoring tomorrow…. AGAIN! Why? Because I flunked the written math exam. Why? Because apparently studying 10 hours a day for two weeks isn’t enough, I’m stupid and Austrian’s new testing system SUCKS!

Et tu, Sleep!?

It finally happened.

I no longer drift around the edges wondering what’s it like to be inside.

Now I finally belong.

Know what I’m talking about?

‘Course you don’t.

Let me clarify.

I had my first graduation exam nightmare. (Dun, dun, duuuun)

For weeks all anyone has been talking about are their scary dreams and how they can’t sleep and how nervous they are and blah blah blah.

Baby Steps

So these last few weeks have been kind of very much not fun (understatement of the year) and even though every day makes me feel like a slug going up hill, I plow on restlessly, because I have to. There’s no other option. Therefore in the spirit of positive reinforcement I’ve made a list of all the things I have accomplished over the last few days (small and pathetic as they may be) without Dad’s help.