Hello and welcome to a combination of days. On Friday, I had a nightmare that I bought toothpaste with a broken seal and that it was poisoned. I don’t know what this dream means, but I’m sure Freud would have a field day trying to interpret it. Regardless, I woke up, brushed my teeth with poison-free toothpaste, and went for a run.
On Friday, I had two goals: to start my Psychometrics paper and to start my Workman’s Compensation report. A workman’s compensation report involves writing about a worker’s complaint against a company, including all of the factors that could have contributed (medical records, work history, family psychiatric history, etc.). Then, a psychologist has a few sessions with them and gives recommendations for this worker’s treatment. I’d love to get clients through workman’s compensation when I’m a psychologist. Anyway, I usually have over 100 pages of records to go through, so this isn’t the type of report you can finish in one day.
I also started the psychometrics final paper. After that, my boyfriend and I decided to go for a date driving through PCH. On the way, we discovered a new flavor of peanut butter bar that we both enjoyed. We found ourselves in Malibu, and Pepperdine has the best view. “Do you want to walk from here to Pepperdine?” he asked. I unknowingly said yes. “Pepperdine has no parking structure that we can use,” he continued. “It’s okay, we can walk,” I agreed.
So it was that we took a long, romantic, uphill walk… along a stretch of highway. Well, okay, it wasn’t a highway, but it was a 4-lane stretch of road that had cars racing along at breakneck speeds. There was no other way to get to Pepperdine. When we reached the top, after laughing at the turn of events, I noticed that a) my hair was considerably more windswept, but b) I was not roadkill! And that was worth celebrating, folks.
On Saturday, I had a very relaxing day. I spent the whole weekend being a high-strung, worried doctoral student just trying to get through finals. Saturday is my rest day. I got to re-read Harry Potter for what has to be the fifteenth time. It was the 7th book. I also decided to sleep in, go for a run, and then walk to Rodeo Drive.
This is a picture of me in a fancy hotel, stopping for a bathroom visit. Everything in Rodeo Drive is fancy. This hotel had a machine at the front that scans your face and pronounces your temperature for the entire lobby to hear. I had to jump to fit my face into the frame. “NORMAL,” it bellowed. Well, thank goodness for that 🙂 I hope everyone had a good weekend!