Vagina Monologue, Cleavage Galor, and A Girl and her jeans

If you haven't read the last post, read it before you read this one or you will probably get lost...Okay where was i.

What i forgot to mention before the four of us passed out with heels on in the hotel, is that after the "party" we had the munchies. Somewhere probably in the old dingy place, my hot drug dealer probably distributed some drugs. Of course i thought people were smoking cigarettes, but clearly there is a difference. I don't know whether it was that we hadn't eaten all day, or that we just recieved second hand smoke that made all us hungry, but by the time we got back to the hotel we were all extremely hungry. OF course it was 2 in the morning, and not much is open at 2 except those places on the other side of town that seem to attract truck drivers and unnatural creature that lurk beyond 12.

Even though i suffer from insomnia sometimes, i still get sleepy at like 11. I warned them that if i got past 11, i would be able to stay up the rest of the night . So at 2 am we all kind of agreed that we needed to eat something because we were really hungry. I wanted a hamburger. I mean i kept talking about a hamburger, from anywhere....McDonalds, Wendy's, Burger King, i don't even like Wendy's but i wanted a hamburger so bad. So we went all over the place looking for a hamburger shop, and everything was closed. Except a good ol Pancake House. Why these things stay open all night amazes me. Of course when we got out, and saw the place we wanted to run back into the car, but because of the growling stomachs we decided to just go in.

You know those movies, where the people in the car stop into a dingy waffle house, and see people who you thought never existed. Like they had a real rough life, scary faces, rough hands, an apron with like 5 years of food and vomit on it. I thought that was all just hollywood, that people don't really look like that. WHAT A SHOCK. The people who worked there looked like they seem better days. One girl was like 16 and was 6 months pregnant. Another older women had warts the size of Kentucky. The cook had so many missing teeth it wasn't even funny. We sat down at the booth and they ordered food. I saw that no teeth was also wearing no gloves which went no food for me. The rest of them were talking but i kept watching him and his dirty hands that kept touching everything and not wearing any gloves. Ashley complained that the messed up her order(least of her worries with no gloves making her food) so we had to wait another 5 minutes for them to correct it. As we were leaving, some dude followed us closely out. I mean he was all over us as we tried to go out of the door. While we were walking to the car he was like

"hey how are you" to Katherine.

I guess she thought he was being nice because she smiled and said hi back, until he was like "What's your name" Her whole voice changed she like "Katherine.And i'm married" and then we ran to the car, making sure to lock the doors and headed back to the hotel. And then they ate, i collapsed on the chair, and fell asleep.

Katherine's Story:
I knew i had to get to it sooner or later, so i minus well insert it now.Like i said I don't really know how old Kay is. I mean i thought she was like 23, when i met her. You could tell she was older than the rest of us, but not by much. Now i don't know though. She grew up in Penn before meeting her husband, Noel. So Noel and her were set up on a date by friends a while back. He was the pursuer, while she rejected him over and over again, until eventually going out with him and they have been together(on and off) since. She's lived in California, Mexico, Colorado, and because he was a Belgium cyclist, i think she may have even stayed overseas. He wasn't her first husband though, so her oldest child is like 14( 5 years younger than me...I know). Noel and her have been going through a rough patch, she owns a business with him, and last semester she said that she left him, because he didn't value her or something like that. Apparently he makes a lot of money, along with her because they have nanny and all this other expensive things. But leaving meant she was leaving all that too. So she took the kids(all three of them 2, 6, 14) and moved to a smaller place. I guess her leaving put some motivation into the guy to get his stuff together or he was going to miss out her and the kids. So though he filed for divorce back in April, they have been talking since September and are trying to fix their relationship. But i guess depending on the situation or who asks her, she will either say "i'm married" or "well...i'm kind of married but we are trying to fix things".

Back to Story

Saturday
We all woke kind of groggy the next day. We were suppose to be up promptly at 7, have breakfast by 8 and then be there at 9. Not the case. I think we may have woke up at nine. I woke up pretty early, but to not disturbe anyone, i put my head phones on and stared outside the window because the morning was beautiful. Kay woke up soon after, followed by Mandy and...well Ashley was in bed until like 9:30. Once again, we were so late that we missed the opening thing for Saturday. Mandy had no recollection of all that she said the night before, and we talked about how downhill the whole thing was. I was dressed ready to go by 9. The shower was cold and Ashley(when she finally woke up) said that she was going to complain to the Manager. They called the front desk like 5 times, because there was something wrong with the Shower, The Microwave, The iron, The outlet that the Iron was plugged into. It was just stupid. The whole thing. After a while the people at the front desk would hang up on Ashely. Because i have the most pleasant face they sent me down to ask for things. The staff seemed to like me, and once again cuteness factor played in my favor.

Leaving we were all kind of hesitant as to how this conference was actually going to be like. I mean from last nights disaster we almost all assumed that today would be no worse.

Because we got to the Hotel late there were no parkin spaces and Mandy just parked on the side, as most of the other cars did(would not play into her favor later on). Embassy suites is amazing. It's huge and open, and everyone is nice, and it's like the richest hotel i have ever been too. The problem was that everyone thought embassy suite was awesome, because everyone from little cheerleaders to pagaent drag queens seemed to pollute the place. We tried to find out where our conference was, so we headed up to the 2nd floor only to be faced with 20 man looking girls, holding dresses and yelling about their moms about maxi pads, makeup, and tape. I mean these girls's face were so caked with makeup they could form a new hybrid species. I bet without the makeup they would look like creatures from the black lagoon. It was scary, when the elevator doors open we kind of were taken aback by the faces so we made a quick exit to this building attached next to embassy suites which held all kind of events. As we hit the building, about 100 flipping(literal flipping) girls and boys came running down the hall. It was like a carcrash. When they had passed, hair was everywhere, we looked disheleved, but yet soldiered on.

We had to sign in at the table, and because i was a late registered person, i didn't get the cool name tags with my typed name on it. So i had to scribble my name with a pen on some piece of paper. We got all these cool goodies in a bag. We got scrubs(which are like 10x to big for me) a coffee mug, pens, a staple(okay wait these aren't sounded as cool as when i opened them), and a clock that said Viagra on it. But we got like a million pens so i was happy. We missed all the really good things. I mean the only section open was talking about interviews for Med school, Ashley was too busy marketing herself to some older doctors, that she didn't see us go into the room

I must say the whole thing was amazing. The three doctors who were there gave us advice on the whole med school thing were very nice and direct. Though they hammed up their schools like no other. In the middle of the whole thing, some guy came in announcing that the hotel was towing cars that were parked along the side. Mandy ran out of the room so fast, along with about 7 other people, so the crowd was a little less, but more comfortable. Basically i have to know what i'm getting myself into becoming a doctor. Long hours, stressful sitautions, and not much of a social life. Sounds like now to me. So i still want to be a doctor, more than ever, and i was motivated by the whole thing.

Finally the session ended and lunch was being served downstairs. I am pretty picky eater. I mean it's either Italian(including pizza), Sandwiches, or Breakfast food. But the girls kept saying that i had no choice but to eat today, even though i would have rather skipped out on that but Kay gave me the mother of all "just grab a little something to get you through the meeting, and we'll get Wendy's tonight". The menu was not what i would have eaten, i guess pizza is not what doctors eat, it was all this food that i couldn't pronounce and looked like art instead of actual food. I grabbed something, and like 2 brownies and we took our seat for the speaker. She was really funny, and went over how Doctors must communicate with their patients clearly and not use medical mumbo jumbo. Kay kept staring at me, until i put the nasty food in my mouth. You know how they say kids can't hide there dislike for food with their face. Like they gave kids sugarless chocolate and asked them how it tasted, and though the children could lie about everything else, when it came to the food their little face would squinch up and eventually spit it out. Well at 19 i have not grown out of that. And my face was in this weird "this is so nasty face". When i was younger i went to George Washington Elementary school in White Plains, and for some reason they made us eat a portion of the food before we could go out and play, if you didn't you couldn't go outside. I've always been a skinny kid, and hated anything that well wasn't pizza. So i would move the food around on the plate so it looked like i ate more than i did, and i was let outside(more embarassing child hood stories later). Anyway. I didn't notice i was one of those people who try things from other peoples plate until i kept eating off Kays. I was like "what's this, whats that".After the lady spoke we had a choice to go to the Local Hospital for a tour or return back to the hotel. Mandy was tired and wanted to go back, i was actually looking forward to the tour but we agreed to go back to the hotel, grab some Wendy's(because we all agreed the food was nasty), and take a nap.

We were suppose to be at the hotel so the shuttle could take us to the final dinner at 6:30, but once again the slow moving troop got us there at like 7 and we had to wait for the shuttle to come back around. The whole day i had been contemplating whether i should wear jeans or not. After the whole "party" thing i figured that it wold be a repeat of last night, and instead of sticking out, i figured if i was wearing jeans i would blend in more. Ashley, and Mandy also had the same fear of that and opted for jeans to. Of course when we got on the shuttle with some of the other students we noticed that they were all dressed up, while the three of us(kay wore a skirt) looked like we were going to a dance. Luckily the whole night we were sitting down, and from the top up we looked professional.

The place was amazing. They had converted the aquarium to a dining place. The tables were covered with white sheets, and white candles, and flowers aligned most of the place. There were actual waiters, and professional older doctors dressed in the best of the best. Earlier in the day they had asked us our age, and because i am only 19, i got this stupid stamp on my hand, which meant that i was not to be served alcohol, not even wine. DAMN. So we got served food, and everyone was so like classy. I had to watch the other people at my table to see how they were eating, luckily Kay let me watch her eat, before i totally embarassed myself and asked for a bib. We were sitting with a few med students, who we asked questions to, but i was more interested in the band. They were all in their fifties, belting out rock classics which just amused me so much that i was giggling for the rest of the night.

When all the food had been served, we had a speaker. The man was like 60, but he kept repeating the word vagina so many times i thought i might barf. I mean he was an OB/GYN and was talking about the profession and yadda yadda yadda, but if i heard another "old dirty vagina" reference i was taking a swig of someone's wine. He kept talking and talking, and for some reason i kept nodding off, Kay kept pinching me in the side and laughing, so to amuse myself i stared at the huge fishtank in the corner. Has anyone seen the 1st mission impossible. Where Tom was sitting in the restaurant with an agent who had double crossed his team, so under the table he pulled out this blue and red gum, and before folding it completely he was lke

"You've never seen me very upset". And then he throws the gum at the glass aquarium, the thing shatters, and he does a sprint like i have never seen before.

I wanted to repeat that scene so bad, i almost busted out laughing because my imagination is just crazy.

The night ended well, though the two people who orchestrated this whole thing got an award, everyone stood and clapped, while our table didn't and gave dirty looks.We headed back to the hotel, watched some lifetime, had a laugh about the day and yesterdays events and then went to sleep.

I learned alot this whole weekend. That i definately am going to be a doctor, that if i just be myself people will enjoy my company, that drug dealers are hott in night clubs but you must not approach them, that Kay is extremely awesome(we have another conference in April and she said that she justs wants me and her to drive up, that she enjoyed my company, and was extremely proud of my dedication. And she wants to take me to Aspen, but i don't know how my mom will feel about that), and that i don't give myself as much credit as others do.

That was long post. Sorry about that. I had to leave some stuff out, because then you would be reading a novel. I'm going home today for Thanksgiving Break. YEAH!!!! I've been extremely exhausted and need the rest and the Turkey.