Poor

I'm taking this May term class that is actually an internship at the rehab department of Holland Hospital. It's great: 150 hours of volunteer clinical experience, no books to buy, no homework to do. Yet, I have to look like an intern, which doesn't fit in my normal style of jeans with old sneakers and a t-shirt that I got from some dance show. So instead of buying books, I had to buy clothes. And dang are clothes expensive. Usually, I buy like one pair of jeans, maybe a pair of socks. That's expensive enough. But going out and buying khakis, black pants, black capris, grey pants, a skirt, 3 button-up shirt, comfortable dress shoes, 3 tank tops and a pretty purple shirt nearly broke my bank. It's good I'm gonna wear all this stuff a lot, cause making myself shop that much was a real chore. I hate shopping.
My housemate is in the athletic training department, and had to do this nutritional analysis project. So for 3 days I wrote down everything I ate or drank, and she evaluated me. I'm not doing too bad, my calorie intake and excersizing just about even out, which is good. But eating at the caffeteria makes a big difference to my nutrition. I eat a lot of salt, just because of the options I am given. I eat a ton of bread, mostly because that's what my body is always craving. My cholesterol is almost right, but then some days I give in to the dessert trays and it's just shot. I need to pay more attention to what I eat, instead of just eating until I'm full. I hoped this day would never come.
I had a hot date with my good friend Jessica Maynard last night. We got pizza and played Scrabble. It was hilarious. Apparently she had never played with the real rules. She thought you could stack the tiles (which is actually a different game called UpWords), and she also thought you could add words in more than one direction, and use specials more than once. Plus, she kept showing me her letters so I could help her think of words ("no Jess, snore isn't spelled s-n-o-a-r"). It was really fun, though, I miss having time to hang out with her. Maybe she'll be in town for student teaching next semester and we can chill more often.
Lots of fun stuff in store this week: stats test, biochem quiz, 3 student dance concerts, a jazz show I need to attend, and the spring recital for my beginner ballet students. Maybe I should have done my homework ahead of time....