there are pigeons everywhere, on the ground and in the air.... (song a guy in bio lab made up.)

Mar 29, 2006 11:01

I got a shadowship position at Baptist Hospital East over the summer in the physical therapy department.

I also have a job at Camp Hi Ho as the head counselor of the yellow group.

I'm also attempting to get a job waiting tables at The Irish Rover.

This summer is going to be busy.

But I WILL be at Xavier next year, damnit.

And I WILL get into Bellarmine's physical therapy graduate program, damnit.

In other news, I was 19 as of 4:30am, and I could care less because I have so much to do today-- 2 exams, a paper, work, orchestra, a concerto and aria competitoin to attend, and marching for domestic violence awareness. Not to mention I haven't even started working on my 20 pager and 15 minute presentation that's due next Friday. And I have stats homework and we're getting another project in there tomorrow.

But my mom made been-yays (so I should know how to spell that... beasley, how do you spell it?) on Sunday morning and got me flowers and hugs, and it was a good birthday. I'm very tired though and that's all I really want for my birthday... to be able to get to bed on time, but we'll see if that happens or not.

I've also been buying hair products like a fiend, which is silly because that's an awful lot of money for a girl who doesn't even have that much hair (but it IS growing...). But right now I'm sporting a mullet, which is kinda lame. It would help if my hair grew down instead of around.

In other news, my roomate(room mate? roommate?) came in yesterday evening in a kimono with her best friend who goes to school somewhere else, and she was wearing a leotard with combat boots and a purple cape with the hood pulled up. I was pretty much speechless and died laughing as soon as they left. Anything will be better than this, huh? (I really wish I had gotten a picture... I'm totally not joking).

And... that's all I can think of to say. And I just wasted my only naptime all day playing on the computer. Bleh.
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