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Yuckie

So, it was once again a Saturday where I had lab. Got out an hour early, which was nice, but still, it's the principle of the matter.

I went out last night after the hockey game. Went to RiverRock because the cutie from down the hall is in a band that's starting to get bigger out there and they were playing last night and I told him I'd go. The openers, couldn't understand a word they sang, or hear them over their instruments. Yeah, not so cool. But I was talking to some of the 5 Year Echo Guys (even got my leg humped by Dak, one of the guitarists). It was a pretty fun night, except for creepy drunk guy that was drinking right out of his pitcher of beer and spilling it on the floor. Not so cool, but a good night, just torture getting up for class this morning. Thank goodness I decided not to drink last night, getting up hungover would have been even worse. And please note the new link over in my music links, check out the guys from 5 Year Echo

Thanks, I think

To whomever added me to that MSN convo earlier. Thanks. I think. I had to move it over to word to read it and it's 122 fricking pages. Sheesh.

Ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww

I was on rounds about an hour ago. There was a bag of trash in the hallway. Jill knew who it belonged to. We knocked on the door 3 times. They said come in. The music was loud. The door was locked. I announced that RAs were keying in. I saw 2 people having sex. I need bleach. I told them to put some clothes on. Their door closer wouldn't work. I had to see more ass. I want a drink.

Fear

Apparently the 3rd floor of this building is a little scared of me. When I'm on rounds, I was told they're like "Amanda's coming, we'd better quiet down before getting in trouble." They know that I won't let them get away with their lil shananagains like some people will. It's not like I'm evil, I just enforce the policy and they know it. I've never really been feared before...

In good news, I'm down a jeans size, all my older jeans are either getting too big and needing a belt, or I'm able to fit in them again! Happy day!

In not so fun news, I think I'm going to have to create a new AIM account because of an asswipe that won't leave me alone no matter how many times I block him and I don't want to make it so that anyone who's not on my buddy list needs to be blocked, it's just one person that I want to get rid of. Be gone evil cretin!

Better get off to class.

Ouch.

That's about all I can say right now. Even when I don't move I hurt. I went to the campus rock wall last night for the first time in over a year. It was a program, we took people that signed up at the desk and let them climb. And I climbed too. I can't get up any parts of the walls with artificial handholds, but the part of the wall called the Chimney, I got up with no problem. Imagine the scene from "How the Grinch stole Christmas" (the animated version) where the Grinch is going up the chimney, that's what I looked like. But it was my goal to make it all the way to the top of that part of the wall, because I've only gotten halfway up before. It's fun when you get to rattle the caribiners at the top of the wall and then to get let down and just kick off the wall. :)

Today's the first day of Lent. This year I'm giving up ice cream. So no ice cream for me for 40 days. I'd rather give up homework and studying, but oh well...

Words of Wisdom

Now that food has replaced sex in my life, I can't even get into my own pants.

I saw a woman wearing a sweat shirt with "Guess" on it. So I said "Implants?" She hit me.

I don't do drugs. I get the same effect just standing up fast.

I live in my own little world. But it's OK. They know me here.

I got a sweater for Christmas. I really wanted a screamer or a moaner.

I don't approve of political jokes. I've seen too many of them get elected.

There are two sides to every divorce: Yours and Shithead's.

I am a nobody, and nobody is perfect; therefore, I am perfect.

Everyday I beat my own previous record for number of consecutive days I've stayed alive.

How come we choose from just two people to run for president and 50 for Miss America?

Why is it that most nudists are people you don't want to see naked?

Snowmen fall from Heaven unassembled.

Every time I walk into a singles bar I can hear Mom's wise words: "Don't pick that up, you don't know where it's been!"

A good friend will come and bail you out of jail...but, a true friend will be sitting next to you saying, "Damn...that was fun!"

Ugh

First off I've got a cold so I'm sucking down Robitussin and hot tea like you couldn't believe. And cough drops and popsicles are my friends too.

And I think I might have blown my chance to get an A in Pathophysiology by getting a 68 on the first chance. The cut off for an A is a 93% or 651 of the 700 points in the class. I've already lost 32 points in the class. I can only lose 19 more over the course of 3 tests and a final. It's time to put my nose to the books like never before. I WILL get my A in that class.

On the good news side though is that Academic Honors Convocation was today so Mom, Dad and Grandma P came across the state to watch me get my pin. It was a nice afternoon. I loved spending time with my family and it was just relaxing to get away for a while and not worry about a million and one things.

Hugging

"Hugging is healthy. It helps the body's immune system. It keeps you healthier, it cures depression, it reduces stress, it induces sleep, it's invigorating, it's rejuvenating, it has no unpleasant side effects, and hugging is nothing less than the miracle drug. Hugging is all natural. It is organic, naturally sweet, no pesticides, no preservatives, no artificial ingredients and it is a 100% wholesome. Hugging is practically perfect.There are no movable parts, no batteries to wear out, no periodic check-ups, low energy consumption, high energy yield, inflation proof, non-fattening, no monthly payments, no insurance requirements, theft-proof, nontaxable, non polluting and, of course, fully returnable.” -Unknown


Somebody hug me

On the campus health center

I had to go to Birkham today to get a possible latex allergy checked out. So I headed down there at about 3pm, thinking that I'd be there about an hour. I sat in the waiting room for 45 minutes. That was pretty boring. So then I got called back and did the whole vitals/what brings you here today thing. Then I waited for about 15 minutes for the doctor, so we're going at like an hour and fifteen minutes now. I talk to the doctor for 5 minutes and she decides to order a lab test that has to go out to Mayo Clinic to be tested. So I wait another 15 minutes to get the blood drawn. And then as the nurse makes ANOTHER copy of my copy of my insurance card to send to the hospital and looks up what tube and stuff she needs to draw, then she processes some other specimens that were being spun down. Then she has me lay down on the table and she grabs LATEX gloves. Um hello, I'm getting a test done to be drawn for a latex allergy. I said something and she was like "Oh yeah. I'd better go grab the other gloves." So I hear her digging around for the gloves and then she comes back wearing latex free gloves. And then the nurse takes forever to find my vein and then she cleaned the site and I didn't exactly see her clean her finger but then she had to repalpate the site. Then she attempted the draw. Attempted being the key word. I felt the needle go in, no problem. Then she must have realised that she wasn't in the vein because I felt her move the needle. That hurt. She did not reposition the needle properly. She didn't end up getting enough blood so now I have to go to the hospital in the morning to get my blood drawn at the lab. And I have a bruise.

Lesson for the day: Never trust a nurse to do a phlebotomist's job. (sorry Jill)

Ode to my hoodie

I love my hoodies. I have four of them (just from Ferris). The hoodie is the most comfortable piece of clothing next to scrubs (but that's another ode). I love snuggling up in a hoodie on a cold day, my maroon one is the most comfortable one for that (Peace, Love and GLACURH. Ferris Style). It is so easy on a day when it's cold outside to grab one of my hoodies and throw it on with a pair of jeans. You see people in them all across campus. I believe that it is the most worn article of clothing on campus. Everywhere you see people in Ferris State University hoodies. Some of these people looking more hungover than others. It is definitely the article of clothing that most people wear on Friday mornings. You can wear your hoodie with anything from fleece and pajama pants to jeans and khakis.

Thank you my hoodie, I am proud to wear you.

Change in my soul...

First off, the inspiration for this post title...
Falling slowly through the palm of my mind
And enter the new man and enter the new ways
And an old man walking he's whistling a world
He's whistling his lifetime whistling the old man ways
And a new man enters playing name that tune
He said is that my world you're whistling
The old man he turns around and says

There's bound to be some change in my pocket
Bound to be some change in my soul
Bound to be some good things coming to me this time around
Singing is this the face of God I see shining right in front of me
Shining like the morning sun or a mild reflection
Oh it's a mild reflection of my own

Falling slower he'll crawl back to his old god
He says where is my beginning
It seems as if I'm always stuck at the end
My redemption came a little bit too late
And I'm looking for tomorrow and I'm wondering if you've seen it around

There's bound to be some change in my pocket
Bound to be some change in my soul
Bound to be some good things coming to me this time around
Singing is this the face of God I see shining right in front of me
Shining like the morning sun or a mild reflection
Oh it's a mild reflection of my own

Fall a little slower and he'll find himself a new God
He says why'd you make me cry good Lord
Cry about yesterday and tomorrow now
My revelation came a little bit too late
And I'm looking for some guidance and I'm wondering if you've seen it around

There's bound to be some change in my pocket
Bound to be some change in my soul
Bound to be some good things coming to me this time around
Singing is this the face of God I see shining right in front of me
Shining like the morning sun or a mild reflection
Oh it's a mild reflection of my own

I was walking to class Thursday morning, caramel mocha in hand, when I was thinking about how I've changed since I've been in school. When I was in high school I thought that I'd come to school and be this party girl that dated the good lookin popular guys.

Apparently though, that didn't happen. I've still changed a lot though while I've been in school. I remember when I first came to school, I'd go to church because I felt obliged to. Then I stopped going because I didn't feel like it anymore. Now I go back to church because I want to be there. I like going to church again.

But I've changed in other ways too. When I first got here, I was quiet and shy. Most of my change though has come from my job as an RA. I've had to deal with a lot of crazy stuff the past 2 years. It's amazing how pretty much being one of the people in charge of a hall changes you. I've become more self confident, more outspoken. I never thought that I could take charge of some of the situations that I have and tell a group of people exactly what their going to do in a hostile situation.

Sure, the romance hasn't hit yet but it will. The right person for me is out there.

It's amazing how 3 years at college will change a person, down to the soul...

You might be in the medical field if...

-Discussing dismemberment over a gourmet meal seems perfectly normal to you
-Your idea of a good time is a full code at shift change
-You find humor in other people's stupidity
-You believe in aerial spraying of Prozac
-Your idea of comforting a child is to place him in a papoose restraint
-You believe that "shallow gene pool" should be a diagnosis
-You believe that the government should require a permit to reproduce
-You believe that "Pizza" is a food group
-You believe that unspeakable evil will befall you if anyone says "Boy, it sure is quiet around here"
-You are out in public and you compliment a complete stranger on their great veins
-You have ever referred to someone's death as a transfer to the "Eternal Care Center"
-You hate working on nights with a full moon
-You don't think a referral to Dr Kevorkian is inappropriate for this patient
-You have ever wanted to hold a seminar called "Suicide-getting it right the first time"
-You have ever had to leave a patient's room before you begin to laugh uncontrollably
-You think caffeine should be available in IV form
-You have ever restrained someone and it was not a sexual experience
-The most commonly uttered phrase after midnight is "What changed at 2:00am that makes it an emergency after 6 months?"
-You believe that "too stupid to live" should be a diagnosis
-You have ever referred to the ER as a "shit magnet"
-You believe that the ER waiting room should be supplied with Valium
-You have ever wanted a terrorist to deliver a Ryder truck to the lab
-When ordering labs, the doctor wants to order a "dumbshit profile"
-When you mention vegetables, you are not referring to a food group
-You are totally astounded when someone from the lab speaks English (HEY! I speak English)
-Your patient states "I have no idea how that got stuck up there"
-You have your weekends off marked and planned for a year
-You encourage an obnoxious patient to sign out AMA just so you don't have to deal with them anymore
-You use your status to get out of speeding tickets
-You use the word GOMER (Get Out of My ER) in a sentence more than once a night
-You have ever bet on someone's blood alcohol level (Hell, I do that as an RA)
-You threaten to use the hose if your patient won't give you a urine specimen
-When someone tells you how many drinks they've had, your question it "and how big were those drinks?"


Thanks to mom for sticking those in my Valentines card

How to speak Michigander

How to speak like a Michigander!

Stole it from B's blog. It's fricking funny.

Bah to Ferris

I have 7 classes left to take next year and I will have my BS in Medical Technology. I take 5 of those classes next fall, one of which is going to be the history of the 60s online. That should be a pretty fun class. Then I have 3 clinical lab sciences classes and 1 health care administration class. So you think that since I have to take the clinical lab sciences classes and the health care administration class in THAT semester and there's only one section of each that the schedule would be pretty easy to work out, right?

Not at Ferris. Nope, one of the CLS classes and the HCA class conflict with each other. The university is going to have to do something though because I'm not waiting another year for one class. No way. I'm graduating next May. I'm going on internship next January. Then I can start paying back the $10,000+ that I owe in student loans.

People on our campus keep getting hit by the virus that's out. So in order to find out who has it and to shut them off individually, they shut off the entire campus for periods of time without notice. Why can't they do it in the middle of the night when no one is using the network? Oh wait, I know, that'd make sense and Ferris can't do anything that makes sense.

I was happy earlier when I saw that VACO was going to be at UofM in April. Then I looked in my planner. I can't go. *pouts* I have lab all day that Saturday. Stupid online class. Why couldn't the university have picked any other weekend for us to be stuck in lab?

Ah well, I did happen to run across Survivor's Quest today as I was out getting my dad a birthday card. I think I know where I'm going in Big Rapids to get my books now. Southland Pharmacy. They've got a Hallmark and nice book section. This town isn't that bad after all

On day's off...

I was supposed to go to Mt Pleasant to price tshirts today for ACLS. I didn't go to bed until after 2am. Kerri was supposed to go with me and she called right as my alarm went off this morning and she didn't want to go because she went to the late show with her boyfriend last night and was tired. That was fine with me. I went back to bed and didn't get up until 11:30.

Now today is one of my days off during the week, so I'm being pretty lazy. I do need to bake cookies later though for the pizza and bake sale tomorrow and then go and get some change for it and go get my dad his birthday card, since I forgot to do that over the weekend. Oops. Oh well, that just means another trip to WalMart. Like I don't spend enough money there as it is.

I like my 2 days off during the week, but it seems like it makes it harder to get my life into a rhythym because it's so easy on those morning to roll over and go back to bed instead of getting up and doing something productive. I should work on that.

Morbid Thoughts

So the other day as I was reading my book, I couldn't help but think about death. Now I can't make those thoughts go away.

I'm only 20. Why do I have these thoughts that send chills through my entire body? Why am I wondering what it will be like when my time comes? Depressing isn't it? But I figure that maybe if I get these thoughts out, that I'll be more at peace.

What will it be like to not exist anymore? Will I be able to pass away peacefully of natural causes in my sleep? I sure hope so. I guess we all want to go peacefully though. What will it be like when all bodily function just ceases? Will I know right before I go?

I really don't know why I can't shake these thoughts. I know (well as much as one can know) that I have a long life ahead of me that's going to be full of opportunity. Right now though, I'm scared of death. I want to live forever, but everyone knows that that's not possible, and going into the healthcare field emphasizes that even more.

And now I've got a chill. I'm going to go try to think some happy thoughts.

Yes, I'm a child of the 80s

We both lie silently still
In the dead of the night.
Although we both lie close together
We feel miles apart inside
Was it somethin' I said or somethin' I did
Did my words not come out right
Tho' I tried not to hurt you
Tho' I tried
But I guess that's why they say

Every rose has it's thorn
Just like every night has it's dawn
Just like every cowboy sings a sad, sad song
Every rose has it's thorn

Yea it does

I listen to your favorite song
Playin' on the radio
Hear the DJ say love's a game of
Easy come and easy go
But I wonder does he know
Has he ever felt like this
And I know you'd be here right now
If I could have let you know somehow
I guess

Every rose has it's thorn
Just like every night has it's dawn
Just like every cowboy sings a sad, sad song
Every rose has it's thorn


Though it's been awhile now
I can still feel so much pain
Like a knife that cuts you
The wound heals, but the scar, that scar remains

I know I could have saved our love that night
If I'd known what to say
Instead of makin' love
We both made our separate ways

Now I hear you've found somebody new
And that I never meant that much to you
To hear that tears me up inside
And to see you cuts me like a knife

Every rose has it's thorn
Just like every night has it's dawn
Just like every cowboy sings a sad, sad song
Every rose has it's thorn

Is faith enough?

So I've been reading about the Catholic Church a lot lately. Trying to learn more about it, because I want to know what it's all about. So now I've got this question plaguing me. Is just faith enough? The Gospels were written several generations after Jesus died. How do we know that they are accurate accounts, if they weren't written by the disciples? How do we know that it's not just folklore blown out of proportion, like what often happens with folklore? Are we following the true life of Christ, or just how people see stuff? Are the miracles that Christ preformed truly miracles? Is faith enough? Or is more proof needed?

*Sniffle*

I lost my fine nib fountain pen today. I threw it in my bookbag today because I planned on using it during stats class as I was alleviating boredom. It's somewhere between my room, the science building, the Rankin center or the business building, but I'm not going to go searching for it. I have 2 others and I can always get another fine nib pen. But I'd just put fresh ink in it last night.

What a weekend...

Ok so I went home this weekend and I knew that it wasn't going to be the totally a great time and all because of the conversation that I was going to have to have with my parents. So yeah...

Friday I got home and just hung out, ate some spaghetti and such. It was just a relaxing night.

Saturday was a longer day. I got up and ran some errands with my mom as we were getting ready to go to the hockey games (brother's and OHL) later that day. I got a great deal on jeans at Wally World, 3 pairs for $2.50 each. Then when we were leaving the parking lot my mom's car got hit. We took care of that and then met my brother and dad for brunch and I had conversation 1 of 3 with my parents about living off campus next year. Didn't go so well. Went home and had conversation 2 of 3. Ended up with me stomping off in frustration. Went to the game, my brother got hurt during his, and the team lost. The Saginaw Spirit lost too, but only in a fashion that fans of Saginaw hockey understand. After the game, I gave my Grandma the FSU Grandma sweatshirt that I had bought for her and she just about started crying.

Sunday we went to church and then afterwards I did some schoolwork and just hung out around the house until mom and I went to go get food fixins. During halfime of the superbowl I had conversation 3 of 3 with my parents. It took kind of a bad turn and ended up with me throwing my notebook across the room and yelling at my parents and getting sent to my room. That hasn't happened in a few years, but then I cooled down and finished talking with my parents. I'm going to live on campus next year and then we're going to paint and redo my room over the summer and I'm going to most likely get a new bedroom set. So it's a decent compromise.

And thus was my weekend