Thursday, April 23, 2009

Sexual Reproduction

Penis. Penis. Penis.
Vagina. Vagina. Vagina.
[Bonus points if you know what movie this is reference to. Hint: It's Varsity Blues]
That's right everyone. After a year and a half of anatomy classes, we are finally going to be studying sexual reproduction.
I'll finally learn where babies come from.
[Apparently, storks don't actually bring them...nor are they found in a cabbage patch.]

By the way, "seminiferous tubules."
That is all.

Tuesday, April 21, 2009

Monday, April 20, 2009

Maybe I should trash the whole nursing school thing. I could move to SanFran, live with a bunch of gay guys and sell fancy cheese or something.

Midnight Musings

I'm not exactly sure what I want to say right now. There is something but it just isn't coming out quite right.
My 21st birthday is in 20 days...May 10 for those among us who are unable to preform simple addition due to Internet induced brain rot. I'm not particularly exciting about it. I don't drink very much so that isn't really a huge incentive for me.
The number (21) just makes me feel so.........stifiled.....stagneant. Something like that. I can't help but look at the people I went to school with and to see how far removed they are from what they use to be in high school. They have joined the military or are so close to graduating with bachelor's degrees or have even gotten married and started families. I'm just not there....not even close to any of that.
Sometimes I think that all I have to show for the time I have been away from them is a panic disorder and an extensive knowledge of the side effects of psychiatric medications.

It feels like I am waiting for my life to actually start. How stupid is that? I know that life is here and now and is happening around me all the time but it is like I am just watching everyone else and not actually DOING anything important. I mean, all over the world, babies are being born and people are dying and some are falling in and out of love or traveling or writing novels or saving sea gulls from oil spills or just doing something important with their time and energy. And all I am doing is sitting here bitching about how tired I am of waiting.
Waiting for what?
I don't know. A sign, a letter, a person. Just something to show me that all that I do isn't just a big waste of time.
Because, right now, it just feels like there isn't any light at the end of this tunnel.

Saturday, April 18, 2009

Sing to Me

I fall in love (lust?) too aften. Today, there was a fire fighter, an obvously gay Spanish waiter, and the musician Joshua Radin.
His song "Closer" is beautiful (not as sexy as the NIN song of the same name but still lovely).



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I ♥ Music

Top 9 of the Moment
  1. That's Not My Name - The Ting Tings.
  2. You Found Me - The Fray
  3. Gives You Hell - All American Rejects
  4. 1, 2, 3, 4 - Plain White T's
  5. Peroxide Swing - Michael Buble ♥
  6. So Close, So Far - Hoobastank
  7. Not Meant To Be - Theory of a Dead Man
  8. Lucky - Jason Mraz and Colbie Callait
  9. Decode - Paramore

Nursing School

In celebration of my nursing school application, and in anticipation of my letter of acceptance (or rejection), I have compiled a list of nursing school tips and resources.
Enjoy!


Tips from Bloggers

Friday, April 17, 2009

So, I just set up my phone to post by text message. Let's see if this actually works.

EDIT
Holy shit. Technology is amazing. I feel like an unfrozen cavewoman that is seeing the internet for the first time, only, you know, with less body hair.

Tuesday, April 14, 2009

Still Here

I'm not dead. I promise.
I have just been so busy lately.
My schedule:
Anatomy class, study, study, Art Final project, Art group project, more studying, another anatomy class, TEST, quiz, quiz, TEST, Art class, Humanities class that makes me want to cry and makes me question my ability to be a nurse, Anatomy class, cat dissection, study, study, TEST.
Yeah. That's pretty much it. Also I have to fit in sleep, food, and regulation of bodily functions. Plus we can't forget to schedule in Bones, Dollhouse, or cry sessions for any of the following reasons: being lonely, wondering why the fuck I want to go to nursing school anyway, being tired, feeling stupid, not getting enough sleep, not being able to find a matching pair of socks...you know, all the usual reasons.