Snow Day!

It's 19 degrees right now.  I had no school, no rotation.  I do have a lot to do in terms of school work, but I'd rather post on this blog right now.  At times like these, when I'm snowed in and can't go anywhere, I wish I had a roommate or something.  It's just so darn cold outside.  Anyway, I'd better continue with the story of my interview day.

I must say my school has the most rigorous interview day out of all the schools here.  It's like they're trying to weed out the weak.  We were all thinking, "I did not sign up for this."  Well, at least I was.  I remember my actual interview with a faculty member and a P2 guy was a disaster.  I looked up old interview questions and formulated in my mind the answers and so felt somewhat prepared for this day.  What actually happened was they decided they wanted to try all new questions that focused on how the applicant handles group situations.  I am an introverted person so I don't really handle being put on the spot well.  I need a few minutes to formulate my answer, but I know our society expects people to be able to answer right away.  That's something I really dislike about our culture, but that's a whole 'nother issue.

I tried as best as I could to remember job situations, group projects, etc, but I really felt like I tanked.  I also don't think I talked very much during the group interview thing either, but the two professors that interviewed us were so laid back.  One said, "Eh, this part barely counts for anything.  It's ok."  Rumors said otherwise, but as I will point out, rumors are just rumors.  The other professor had some pretty blue eyes.  He was kind of cute.  And speaking of cute, I spent the remainder of the day trying to sneak a peek at the beautiful boy because sometimes when you just glance at someone, you don't really see them or your mind just fills in the blanks and makes them out to be better-looking than they actually are.  But alas, every time I looked, he remained as pretty as ever.  I even sat next to him during one meeting, and he introduced himself to me and the girl sitting to my right.  As he reached over to shake her hand, I turned my head down in order to not look at them, but I saw their hands connect, and as I witnessed that, I thought to myself that she was probably someone that he would be interested in- she was thin and blonde.

Somehow I found out the blonde girl went to the same undergrad university, and of course, I was excited because I attended there too.  She asked if I liked it, and I didn't have the best time the last year I was there so I responded not so enthusiastically.  After a few seconds, I realized I might've sounded really negative, so I added an emphatic, "But I loved my church there!"  It turns out, she went to the same church so that was pretty cool.  Why I didn't strike up a conversation with the beautiful boy, I do not know.  I think I was nervous, but he did keep asking to borrow my pen.  And, the girl and I were pretty into our conversation since we both went to the same undergrad school and all.

There was another girl I met whom I felt was really down-to-earth and humble.  She was just really nice and cool, and at the end of the day, we exchanged screen names.  We did keep up with each other for a few months, but she decided to go to another pharmacy school.  I really did wish she came here because she would've been a friend.  I know I couldn't have foretold the future, but I felt like this girl was genuine, not like the other girls.  The day was over, and my family came to pick me up, and we went back to the hotel.  Of course, I mentioned the beautiful boy to my sister, and she recalled seeing him get into his truck with another guy.  How can anyone not notice him?  Okay, I'm afraid of sounding way too boy-crazy, which I'm not, since I'm no longer a teenage girl still obsessed with Nsync.