The Good Ole Days
I’ve been studying hardcore for the past week or so. Tomorrow is my mini 3 exam, and then my final is on Thursday. After that, I’ll finally be finished with this semester. I really feel like I’m going crazy. I don’t usually stress out about exams, but there is just so much material to cover, and my brain is starting to fry. I miss my friends and family so much, and I promise to come out of my hole after my final. I’m really beginning to burn out and question my committment to sparkle motion (sorry if you don’t get that reference). I miss having a life. I miss enjoying all the little things in life like double espressos and laying in bed all day watching movies. I want to hang out with all my friends, and completely forget about pharmacokinetics and neisseria meningitis. I’m questioning what I’m doing with my life. Why am I doing this again? It just all seems so pointless. My brain is so saturated with med school facts that I don’t have room to think about life. I really miss life. This isn’t life. Because if it is, I would have upgraded to a better version many years ago. I miss the good ole days of roasting marshmallows, laughing at myself and friends, eating salty edamame, jumping into the ocean naked, pretending to be a gangsta, drinking bloody marys on sunday mornings, picking my friends’ noses, taking pictures in piles of leaves, eating a box of girl scout cookies in one sitting, and dancing until every inch of my clothing is drenched with salty goodness.
(Pic is me and Laura krumpin on our camping trip to Seneca Lake years ago. Them was the good ole days.)
My name is Kendra and I am a newly minted doctor about to begin my residency in Psychiatry at 
Kendra,
So to read your latest entry and really don’t have any useful advice expect this one.
Finally find a community that what I was looking for almost a yr now
It is called Life Supporters (don’t worry its not political or religious or etc), but just average community. Which looks much better then all of the communities that I looked at or tried or been there for awhile after that.
Thank you.
Good luck and hope you will do what best for you.
Darlin I miss you soo much…in my book you are not missing anything in the states..when you get through school the party will be waiting for you and you will be a doctor. Please hang in there. You are the only person I can not take life seriously with.
It was around this time last year we were striking a pose in your mom’s barn and I was making my serious speeches into a microphone..even if we really didnt need the microphone. Yes those were the good ole days and they will always be in my heart. You will get your life back and it will be better than ever after you have this out of the way.
When I see you acain I will wear my blue scrub looking pants, I will bring some chalk and a game of taboo..and you can retell me the story ofthe hitchiker’s guide to the galaxy.
love you krumpmaster dee
I totally know the photogramapher that took that picture…