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It's so weird that I'm going to be home in a week from tomorrow. And other than occational visits here or Dayton and the normal Canada trip, I'm going to be there for almost 3 whole months. It just seems so normal to be here in Cleveland, especially since I got my car up here. I've done most of my scheduleing for next year, so it just seems like I'll have a couple week break, and then be starting next years classes. My schedule next year is if possible even more nerdy then this year's. I'm taking the first BME class, which is basically neuro, an intro to circut and instramentation class, statics, physics (all the E&M stuff), and raquetball. Okay, so raquetball isn't exactly nerdy, but it sounds cool. I have a class every day at 8:30 or 9:30, which hopefully will mean that I start going to bed at a decent time. If not, I'm living closer to all of my classes next year, so I can sleep in longer anyways. I still need another class though, because right now I'm only at 14 credit hours. I'm thinking that I'll take stat, since it's the only other major requirement left that doesn't have a pre req, and I was to leave my electives for later, when it is more likely that I will have the pre reqs for them already done.
Living in the house next year should be amazing. The house is just so pretty, it has a full kitchen, and my room is pretty big (I'm in a double). I don't know my roommate all that well, but when I'm in my room is kinda like my alone time, so that works out well. And there are lots of people right upstairs (we are in the only downstairs room, because I liked the seclusion, and it's right next to the kitchen) if I ever need to talk to any one. And my room is the handicap room, which means that the bathroom has to be 8x8 (our room has it's own bathroom). So we have this huge bathroom, and it happens to be painted hello kitty pink. I love it. Unfortunately, having the hug bathroom took space out of the kitchen, but at least I get to appreciate the trade off. I might end up being house manager next year (in adition to my other position, IM chair) since our elected house manager for next year is transfering to U of Minnesota, which is really really saddening, because she is really awesome. But we are going to go visit her on either fall or thanksgiving break. And she is going to set up a chapter there, which is so cool. It's weird to think that she will forever be on the pledge test as the founding member of her chapter. Someone mentioned the other day that really old chpaters pass down all these stories, but we are a new chapter (got our charter in 2003), so we are the ones who get to make those stories, and establish weird traditions that then get passed down. Like our philanthropy event(a cornhols tournament, which is a weird midwest bean bag toss that is actually really fun, tho don't google it), which we had today and went suprisingly well. And we already have lists of things that we can improve about it for next year. It's so exciting to see how the chapter is going to progress.
I used to think that I handled cronic sickness fairly well, but lately that has come totally crashing down. A headache I can deal with, but apparently I can't with nausea. These past couple of days I've been ridiculously whiny and bitchy to pretty much everyone I've come in contact with. I finally got back my ultra sound results (there is a whole rant involved with that, but I'm trying to keep the ranting at a minimal level), and apparently everything is normal, except oh by the way, I have a completely unrelated cyst like thing on my spleen. I was assuming (based on the symptoms) that I had an issue with gallstones, but apparently Pebbles is okay for now (a friend named my gallbladder Pebbles because if I got it taken out because of gallstones I wanted to keep it, and she said I could only keep an organ if I named it, so I was like fine I'll call it Gally, and she was like no, I think you should call it Pebbles, so that is now it's name even though it is actually still inside me and possibly stone free). I finally get to see a real doctor on the 11th, so hopefully he can actually be compitent, unlike health services, and find out what is wrong with me.
Right now, I'm not really sure that I'll be able to go to Stotes. It depends on what happens on the 11th really, since I currently have no clue what is wrong, so I don't know how they are going to have to fix it. And since my mood keeps on getting worse and worse, even if I can physically go, I'm not really sure that you would want me to. I dunno, I guess I'll just have to wait and see what happens. But I'm not at all a patient person, so waiting is going to suck. At the same time, I don't want to rush home, since I like it here and I'm really going to miss the people here over the summer. It's really annoying, because I really want to go home to see friends, family, my fluffies, and the doctor, but I really want to stay here too. And of course because I'm me, instead of enjoying the time left here and then enjoying being home, I'm being miserable here and then will probably be miserable at home, even though there is nothing I can do about were I'm going to be, and I can always come back and visit people here (the technology does exisit after all), and I do actually like being home, but thinking about that would make way too much sense.
Though of course once I'm home I get to worry about the whole getting a job thing, since I've manged to put it off till now, which means I will probably be doing something glamorous and mentally stimulating like working retail. The current plan it to either work at Sur La Table, since my mom is good friends with the manager's husband (I think she ran a marathon w/ him, but that could be someone else, I know he was in her running group for a bit though, and they still work together), or to try and work at William's and Sonoma in Fair Oaks. If neither of those work out, then I might try the Borders Jenn used to work at, since I am now old enough. Unfortunatly, after that I'm kinda out of ideas. I know there should be something much more interesting that I could do, but I'm drawing a blank as to what it is. If Pebbles does have to come out though, I don't know if I could get a job, since it's like 4 weeks to recover, though I don't know how limiting all of the recover time is. That would pretty much limit my work time to a month and a half (half of June, assuming I manage to get it done by the middle of May, and then July) since the yearly family vacation is the middle two weeks of August again. Then it's back to lovely Cleveland in my beautiful house. The lovely is only somewhat sarcastic, since the area that the house is in is actually really pretty. Next to the house there are really nice picnic tables, so I can eat outs side a lot, a vollyball court, a basketball court, lots of tennis courts, and a large open feild. And the building that they hold dnace lessons at is about 100 yards from the house, so I no longer have the excuse of having 20-30 minutes travel time each way as to why I'm not learning to either salsa or swing. Hopefully next year I can do both. I shall have to look into it, since I've been meaning so learn for like ever, and it's really fun.
On a somewhat realted topic, this year's Viennese ball is after college gets out! I think that people should go, since I didn't get to go to the last like 3, and they are really really fun. As are dress swaps (I can certainly have one if people want). And this time none of us will be all exhasted from crew practice, and we can show up one time (and even go to the lessons), and, and it would just be cool. Okay, I'm rambling, I realize this. Probably about 3 or 4 paragraphs too late, but whatever. I woke up about an hour ago from an accidental 5 hours nap, so I'm kinda hyper (and really hungry now that I think about it, hmm food, this might have to be remidied w/ tacitos and sour cream). Right, the rambling is stopping now.
Living in the house next year should be amazing. The house is just so pretty, it has a full kitchen, and my room is pretty big (I'm in a double). I don't know my roommate all that well, but when I'm in my room is kinda like my alone time, so that works out well. And there are lots of people right upstairs (we are in the only downstairs room, because I liked the seclusion, and it's right next to the kitchen) if I ever need to talk to any one. And my room is the handicap room, which means that the bathroom has to be 8x8 (our room has it's own bathroom). So we have this huge bathroom, and it happens to be painted hello kitty pink. I love it. Unfortunately, having the hug bathroom took space out of the kitchen, but at least I get to appreciate the trade off. I might end up being house manager next year (in adition to my other position, IM chair) since our elected house manager for next year is transfering to U of Minnesota, which is really really saddening, because she is really awesome. But we are going to go visit her on either fall or thanksgiving break. And she is going to set up a chapter there, which is so cool. It's weird to think that she will forever be on the pledge test as the founding member of her chapter. Someone mentioned the other day that really old chpaters pass down all these stories, but we are a new chapter (got our charter in 2003), so we are the ones who get to make those stories, and establish weird traditions that then get passed down. Like our philanthropy event(a cornhols tournament, which is a weird midwest bean bag toss that is actually really fun, tho don't google it), which we had today and went suprisingly well. And we already have lists of things that we can improve about it for next year. It's so exciting to see how the chapter is going to progress.
I used to think that I handled cronic sickness fairly well, but lately that has come totally crashing down. A headache I can deal with, but apparently I can't with nausea. These past couple of days I've been ridiculously whiny and bitchy to pretty much everyone I've come in contact with. I finally got back my ultra sound results (there is a whole rant involved with that, but I'm trying to keep the ranting at a minimal level), and apparently everything is normal, except oh by the way, I have a completely unrelated cyst like thing on my spleen. I was assuming (based on the symptoms) that I had an issue with gallstones, but apparently Pebbles is okay for now (a friend named my gallbladder Pebbles because if I got it taken out because of gallstones I wanted to keep it, and she said I could only keep an organ if I named it, so I was like fine I'll call it Gally, and she was like no, I think you should call it Pebbles, so that is now it's name even though it is actually still inside me and possibly stone free). I finally get to see a real doctor on the 11th, so hopefully he can actually be compitent, unlike health services, and find out what is wrong with me.
Right now, I'm not really sure that I'll be able to go to Stotes. It depends on what happens on the 11th really, since I currently have no clue what is wrong, so I don't know how they are going to have to fix it. And since my mood keeps on getting worse and worse, even if I can physically go, I'm not really sure that you would want me to. I dunno, I guess I'll just have to wait and see what happens. But I'm not at all a patient person, so waiting is going to suck. At the same time, I don't want to rush home, since I like it here and I'm really going to miss the people here over the summer. It's really annoying, because I really want to go home to see friends, family, my fluffies, and the doctor, but I really want to stay here too. And of course because I'm me, instead of enjoying the time left here and then enjoying being home, I'm being miserable here and then will probably be miserable at home, even though there is nothing I can do about were I'm going to be, and I can always come back and visit people here (the technology does exisit after all), and I do actually like being home, but thinking about that would make way too much sense.
Though of course once I'm home I get to worry about the whole getting a job thing, since I've manged to put it off till now, which means I will probably be doing something glamorous and mentally stimulating like working retail. The current plan it to either work at Sur La Table, since my mom is good friends with the manager's husband (I think she ran a marathon w/ him, but that could be someone else, I know he was in her running group for a bit though, and they still work together), or to try and work at William's and Sonoma in Fair Oaks. If neither of those work out, then I might try the Borders Jenn used to work at, since I am now old enough. Unfortunatly, after that I'm kinda out of ideas. I know there should be something much more interesting that I could do, but I'm drawing a blank as to what it is. If Pebbles does have to come out though, I don't know if I could get a job, since it's like 4 weeks to recover, though I don't know how limiting all of the recover time is. That would pretty much limit my work time to a month and a half (half of June, assuming I manage to get it done by the middle of May, and then July) since the yearly family vacation is the middle two weeks of August again. Then it's back to lovely Cleveland in my beautiful house. The lovely is only somewhat sarcastic, since the area that the house is in is actually really pretty. Next to the house there are really nice picnic tables, so I can eat outs side a lot, a vollyball court, a basketball court, lots of tennis courts, and a large open feild. And the building that they hold dnace lessons at is about 100 yards from the house, so I no longer have the excuse of having 20-30 minutes travel time each way as to why I'm not learning to either salsa or swing. Hopefully next year I can do both. I shall have to look into it, since I've been meaning so learn for like ever, and it's really fun.
On a somewhat realted topic, this year's Viennese ball is after college gets out! I think that people should go, since I didn't get to go to the last like 3, and they are really really fun. As are dress swaps (I can certainly have one if people want). And this time none of us will be all exhasted from crew practice, and we can show up one time (and even go to the lessons), and, and it would just be cool. Okay, I'm rambling, I realize this. Probably about 3 or 4 paragraphs too late, but whatever. I woke up about an hour ago from an accidental 5 hours nap, so I'm kinda hyper (and really hungry now that I think about it, hmm food, this might have to be remidied w/ tacitos and sour cream). Right, the rambling is stopping now.