Day in the Life of Me
I had a midterm in my African Politics class. I studied last night with Brian and I felt sort of prepared. When I saw the test, I had most of it in the bag. I knew all the identifications and short answers. I was relieved to see that one of the essays was on a subject that I really studied: African development strategies of the United Nations and World Bank.
The only problem was that I had 10 minutes to write another essay on a topic that I was vaguely familiar with. I know I won't get a 100, but I should get an A.
I had lunch with Megan and Melissa Simonich. It was fun.
After work, I went to the gym with Scott and Brian. Being random, I asked them if they had to choose, would they want a man or woman doctor. They both said it wouldn't matter. Then I asked them if they would want a gay man or a woman doctor. They both said it wouldn't matter. If it were me, I wouldn't want a gay man as my doctor because it would be weird. There is more of a chance that I would see them somewhere than a woman doctor. I really wouldn't want to see him and have him know that I had a case of hemorrhoids.
Brian made his yummy enchiladas tonight!
2 Comments:
Note to Anne: Yeah, you're right. It really is. hehe
I think the perfect doctor for me would be a gay man.
1. He would be very familir with my, ahem, no-no zone.
2. I wouldn't accidentaly get aroused during my examination.
3. It would make for some great comedy.
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