well, well...
Perhaps I am addicted to reading peoples journals.. people i know, people i barely know... and people i dont even know. what is it about it? hum.. it's not even that i'm being nosey.. just.. maybe it's boredom. i don't really know.
then i wonder.. who is reading my journal? is it just me here? maybe it is.. and that's cool too. because one day I will come back and read all of my entries.
Sharon and I are taking the first aid course at delgado.. it's so odd because the instructor talks to us like we're all going to be EMTs and on ambulances and such. but I will never be.. and sharon will definitely never be, because she's not interested in the allied health field at all. I hope we can gain something from this experience anyhow. If nothing else, the teacher is funny as heck.
I received something in the mail from UNO today telling me more about spring testing and scheduling. I would love to have off of work that Friday and Saturday and not have to make up my hours. It would be impossible and I'd cry. but they'll probably make me work Friday anyway, because they're uncool.
My days are so.. uneventful. good, but uneventful. today was the breakfast of champions, and after that hooha, i sat in mano's room and then in art, which is a total waste of my time and the biggest joke ever. then kev and i ate some popeyes, and slept for a longggg time.. it was lovely, kevin never naps with me :)then on to delgado, which seemed like eternity... not to mention, it was hot.
y'know.. this is weird.. i was reading journals and sappy shtuff and such... and i feel like the only one i know at school who doesn't have conversations about.. intimacy... er whatever you'd like to call it. i'm the only one who really sees it as private i think. and it's so weird how everyone jokes about sex and sexual connotations alllll the time. Am i the weirdo who sees it as special, meaningful.. and something you can't just blurt out all the time? it's like it just flows from peoples mouthes.. talk about everything.. and they give no thought as to what they're even saying.. or what it actually means. eh.. i guess i could go into my shpeal about sex, and then everyone could argue with me, but it's not even worth it. maybe oneday when you guys find the love of your life instead of boy of the week, you'll see it how i see it. or maybe you won't.. and that's fine too i suppose...........
then i wonder.. who is reading my journal? is it just me here? maybe it is.. and that's cool too. because one day I will come back and read all of my entries.
Sharon and I are taking the first aid course at delgado.. it's so odd because the instructor talks to us like we're all going to be EMTs and on ambulances and such. but I will never be.. and sharon will definitely never be, because she's not interested in the allied health field at all. I hope we can gain something from this experience anyhow. If nothing else, the teacher is funny as heck.
I received something in the mail from UNO today telling me more about spring testing and scheduling. I would love to have off of work that Friday and Saturday and not have to make up my hours. It would be impossible and I'd cry. but they'll probably make me work Friday anyway, because they're uncool.
My days are so.. uneventful. good, but uneventful. today was the breakfast of champions, and after that hooha, i sat in mano's room and then in art, which is a total waste of my time and the biggest joke ever. then kev and i ate some popeyes, and slept for a longggg time.. it was lovely, kevin never naps with me :)then on to delgado, which seemed like eternity... not to mention, it was hot.
y'know.. this is weird.. i was reading journals and sappy shtuff and such... and i feel like the only one i know at school who doesn't have conversations about.. intimacy... er whatever you'd like to call it. i'm the only one who really sees it as private i think. and it's so weird how everyone jokes about sex and sexual connotations alllll the time. Am i the weirdo who sees it as special, meaningful.. and something you can't just blurt out all the time? it's like it just flows from peoples mouthes.. talk about everything.. and they give no thought as to what they're even saying.. or what it actually means. eh.. i guess i could go into my shpeal about sex, and then everyone could argue with me, but it's not even worth it. maybe oneday when you guys find the love of your life instead of boy of the week, you'll see it how i see it. or maybe you won't.. and that's fine too i suppose...........