Yep, I'm Alive
"What is it? It's it! What is it? It's it!" How I love that song. It's the last one I heard on the radio before I got out of the car today for class. Now I've got Faith No More stuck in my head, and you know, I can live with that and have no problems...
I've been feeling exceptionally "needy" the past two days- I have no idea why, I suppose I'm just a weird-ass freak like that. The homework is piling up lately as well which makes for added emotional weight- not good. I have three papers due within the next 5 weeks; one isn't bad, it's the other two that are the stressors. Anyhow, yeah so it's closing in on midterms, (next week), and I'm starting to feel it.
We started doing cap. pokes and giving venipunctures on our little practice arms, which has been fun. Monday we get to do the real-deal and were instructed to eat well before coming to class. I've never passed out before, though when I gave blood in high school I got really cold and light headed. They kept me in the "recovery room" for 5 hours force feeding me cookies and juice... They wouldn't even let me go potty by myself. I'm curious if I'm going to suck or not at this, I find it interesting so hopefully I won't :)
Sonj and I got manicures yesterday, very much needed. Not that I don't keep up with my cuticles or anything, but they always look best when left up to the professionals. Now they're nicely shaped and painted and I am very much enjoying them. They feel healthier thanks to the hot-oil treatment they gave them- WOOHOO! I'm a happy girl! Sondra's hands look 500X's better, now that they've received some TLC, god her's were way worse than I've ever let mine get, but I think now that she's seen how much better things can be, she'll keep up more now. It was like a 45 minute pamper session that I could definitely get used to.
Well, hopefully I'll be getting my taxes back soon, I am sadly getting less than last year because they're punishing me for making $2,000 more than I had before. It's not like I don't still fall WELL BELOW the poverty level! But what-the-hell can I do about it? Nothing! So why should I bitch? It won't do me any good so I'll just take what I get and be happy with that.
Onward to research and homework so I can go home and enjoy what's left of the day, (around 11pm!), OI VAY! I hate night classes, but it's something I have to do to get my ass to graduation!