Life has definitely been a whirlwind since my last post. Four more weeks to go already?? Geezus! The to-do list ain't no joke but at least another item was crossed off today thanks to MikeLOW, aka cookie monster -- I am now equipped with my very own The Northface backpack! Another dream come true believe it or not, haha! Always wanted one since undergrad so when I surprisingly received the package at work today and saw the colors I've been eyeing, it felt like Christmas. Merry late Christmas to me :)

Concrete jungle where dreams are made of

I am blessed. Completely blessed.

Dear Jennifer,

On behalf of Columbia University School of Nursing, I am pleased to offer you admission to the Combined BS/MS Entry to Practice (ETP) program and Family Nurse Practitioner specialty...

The faculty joins me in sending you our best wishes. We look forward to having you as a student at Columbia University School of Nursing.


Sincerely,


Judy H., DNP, EdD
Associate Dean, Student Affairs
Associate Professor of Clinical Nursing



The taste of success is so much sweeter after a bitter road to get there. I struggled, I persevered, I made it. Dreams do come true :)

Still feelin' GOLDEN

2011 might be my year after all :)

-Jennifer Obana
Clinical Research COORDINATOR


ps. And OMG I just realized today is the 27th!

One step at a time.

Today, I bought myself some Reebok toning shoes for work. They were quite expensive, for me at least. But I figured if I can spend that much on shoes I wear twice a month or an outfit I wear five times a year, then why the heck not spend the dough on shoes I wear everyday? Seems logical.

Here's to toning my calves, hamstrings, and gluts :)

I never give enough credit to Mike. Even though he's not the type to send me flowers or buy me extravagant things, I could care less bc he's there when it counts the most. Like remembering how much I loved these custard cookies from Grenada and bringing me back a couple packs without me asking. Or telling me I look pretty after hearing me rant bc I messed up on my eyeliner and have to start over. And especially for understanding me instead of arguing with me, while reminding me that communication is important. I miss him.

You humiliate me. But, I have too much pride to say something. Jackass.

Crossing Fingers

There has to be a school out there willing to give me a chance..THERE JUST HAS TO BE,JUST ONE SCHOOL. Please? This is truly all I want for Christmas, even if it comes three months later.