Irony
Well this procrastination post really isn't all about irony except for a thought i just had...isn't it ironic how a field of study...nursing (and im sure this applies for med students) a study about health promotion and disease prevention is the LEAST conducive to the student's health? and that's the whole gamut here, folks. everyone in my class is physically run-down, and we're all mentally ready to kill ourselves. stress is a killer, my friends, and in this case, it's seriously kicking my ass. it's also damaging emotionally. im irritable, and ready to cry at everything. i dont want to do anything - i wont look at people talking to me which seems rude but it's because im trying to figure out how the HELL im going to remember everything in a physical assessment by next monday. i have my written nursing lab final tomorrow and studying couldn't be more of a chore. it's really difficult to stick with it. but all will be well next week (i hope). after our assessment final, sarah and i are heading over to kooma for some victory sushi and saporo (sp?)
speaking of which, she and i need to practice tomorrow. i'd rather just hang out. having to study for this poo makes it a real dreaded pain.
btw, these little kitty emoticons make me miss smudgy. and the old man walking the big ole' piggy makes me miss connor. and welll i just miss maggie :)
im relatively pleased with my accomplishments though. i had a presentation last friday...one in which friday morning i decided wasn't going to work, so i re-did the whole thing an hour before i went. i actually got a 100 on it with nice comments. and my assssssy 20 page term paper that i thought was shit (because in essence, it really was) got me a 98, and that awful careplan i bitched about turned into a 100. im sitting there like WTF!? no complaints...i just hope im that surprising for finals. finals that i SHOULD be studying for. i'd die if it all fell apart now.
this weekend was a real thrill. i've been so out of it...friday and saturday i was really dizzy with completely disorganized thoughts, so when i tried to study, bizarre images came into my head i felt like what i assume it would be like to be stoned. i wanted to sleep, but i felt bad for being lazy so i moved a load of crap home from the dorm and put it all away, then mowed the yard, raked the clippings and bagged them. then at 4 when i was done, i passed out until 9. then i got up and bugged my mom to watch a movie with me, but upon no fruition, i went to bed....defeated haha. saturday...dad dragged me out of bed at 8 for breakfast, then i died again till 3. upset with my fat lazy ass, i hooked up DDR. yeah after 30 minutes, my neck swelled and i started getting dizzy and feeling drunk and i was like bitch! stupid mono. then i went to bed. then i woke up, still feckin loopy and rediscovered my hello-phone which had been sitting on the charger for 2 days. i saw i missed a call from mistress, so i called her and beat her ears for an hour. i wasnt aware she was paying for minutes till i said i was going to free her from her purgatory of listening to me yack. it was cool. i think i was being annoying from the sound of things which in all liklihood i WAS because i was rambling and i still cant recall what i blabbed about.
then i called jess and she and i squawked until her phone died.
when i finally came in from my pseudo-drunken (because i wasnt drunk, but i felt like it) chatfest, the parental units were in bed. i was pissed at myself for sleeping so much and being a fat piggy, i pulled out the tae bo. now..being in a drugs, brain, and behavior class, i know that alcohol diminishes the punishment threshold..meaning that your stamina for doing a perceived punishment (painful stimulus, blah blah) is stronger. i see exercise as punishment. i took a shot of...something, whiskey or whatever. i waited for it and i was all like YEAH EXERCISE! then i saw that the pansy cds were gone...malex has the 41 minute workout and the 30 minute is MIA. i was stuck...with the hour long ones. welp, i forced myself to tae bo for an hour and i was damn pleased with myself for finishing without stopping. but something nicole has learned from this...a very imperative equation.
mono + exercise + any minute amount of liquor = unpleasant
i woke up quite obviously sore beyond imagination (but with a happy mind for exercise!) and swollen neck and cough. poop. sleep agian sunday, friends. how riveting.
this entry was stupid. and long. but it held off studying. pleh....
oh my god, those two whores are running up and down the hall screaming. they're so fucking loud. they sound like this RWEHROHSCH GAGGLE GAGGLE GAGGLE AFSF
they best shut it, or i be shutting them eternally.
speaking of which, she and i need to practice tomorrow. i'd rather just hang out. having to study for this poo makes it a real dreaded pain.
btw, these little kitty emoticons make me miss smudgy. and the old man walking the big ole' piggy makes me miss connor. and welll i just miss maggie :)
im relatively pleased with my accomplishments though. i had a presentation last friday...one in which friday morning i decided wasn't going to work, so i re-did the whole thing an hour before i went. i actually got a 100 on it with nice comments. and my assssssy 20 page term paper that i thought was shit (because in essence, it really was) got me a 98, and that awful careplan i bitched about turned into a 100. im sitting there like WTF!? no complaints...i just hope im that surprising for finals. finals that i SHOULD be studying for. i'd die if it all fell apart now.
this weekend was a real thrill. i've been so out of it...friday and saturday i was really dizzy with completely disorganized thoughts, so when i tried to study, bizarre images came into my head i felt like what i assume it would be like to be stoned. i wanted to sleep, but i felt bad for being lazy so i moved a load of crap home from the dorm and put it all away, then mowed the yard, raked the clippings and bagged them. then at 4 when i was done, i passed out until 9. then i got up and bugged my mom to watch a movie with me, but upon no fruition, i went to bed....defeated haha. saturday...dad dragged me out of bed at 8 for breakfast, then i died again till 3. upset with my fat lazy ass, i hooked up DDR. yeah after 30 minutes, my neck swelled and i started getting dizzy and feeling drunk and i was like bitch! stupid mono. then i went to bed. then i woke up, still feckin loopy and rediscovered my hello-phone which had been sitting on the charger for 2 days. i saw i missed a call from mistress, so i called her and beat her ears for an hour. i wasnt aware she was paying for minutes till i said i was going to free her from her purgatory of listening to me yack. it was cool. i think i was being annoying from the sound of things which in all liklihood i WAS because i was rambling and i still cant recall what i blabbed about.
then i called jess and she and i squawked until her phone died.
when i finally came in from my pseudo-drunken (because i wasnt drunk, but i felt like it) chatfest, the parental units were in bed. i was pissed at myself for sleeping so much and being a fat piggy, i pulled out the tae bo. now..being in a drugs, brain, and behavior class, i know that alcohol diminishes the punishment threshold..meaning that your stamina for doing a perceived punishment (painful stimulus, blah blah) is stronger. i see exercise as punishment. i took a shot of...something, whiskey or whatever. i waited for it and i was all like YEAH EXERCISE! then i saw that the pansy cds were gone...malex has the 41 minute workout and the 30 minute is MIA. i was stuck...with the hour long ones. welp, i forced myself to tae bo for an hour and i was damn pleased with myself for finishing without stopping. but something nicole has learned from this...a very imperative equation.
mono + exercise + any minute amount of liquor = unpleasant
i woke up quite obviously sore beyond imagination (but with a happy mind for exercise!) and swollen neck and cough. poop. sleep agian sunday, friends. how riveting.
this entry was stupid. and long. but it held off studying. pleh....
oh my god, those two whores are running up and down the hall screaming. they're so fucking loud. they sound like this RWEHROHSCH GAGGLE GAGGLE GAGGLE AFSF
they best shut it, or i be shutting them eternally.