Randomness
Kaplan classes here are even worse than they were in C-Bus, if that was possible. The bigger problem here is, since I actually get enough sleep, I can't fall asleep during class, no matter how hard I try. The students are just all so type-A, competitive, driven types - the kind that I can't stand to be around for more than 5 minutes. I mean, seriously... just because "fluoro" isn't spelled right, I promise, the problem will still work out and there will be no major nuclear crisis.
Volunteering is going well. I haven't seen anything majorly awesome yet, but I'm still hoping for something like that gunshot wound I saw last summer. Hahaha I'm so weird. I work with all the same people as I did last summer, so it should be a good time. Except for the creepy kid I have to volunteer with on Tuesdays who likes to follow me around. Oh, and I have to answer phones, which is always a stressful experience, because the callers expect me to know the answers to all of their questions. And the minute I can't answer them right away, they proceed to get upset with me, while I stand there awkwardly, desperately looking for a nurse who I can give the phone to.
I get to have my very first surgery on September 8... oral surgery to remove my wisdom teeth. And of course, with my bad luck, all 4 of mine are impacted so it should be a grand ole' time. Oh yeah, and my oral surgeon's name is Dr. Blood, how awesome is that? Feel free to bring me jello, and tons of it. And any extra Vicodin you may have lying around would be great,too. I'm not one with a very high pain threshold, so I plan on spending as much time as possible being asleep. And avoiding my father, who insists on taking as many pictures of my "chipmunk cheeks" as possible.
This was a really random entry but my stomach has been killing me for the past few days and I didn't feel like doing any work.
Volunteering is going well. I haven't seen anything majorly awesome yet, but I'm still hoping for something like that gunshot wound I saw last summer. Hahaha I'm so weird. I work with all the same people as I did last summer, so it should be a good time. Except for the creepy kid I have to volunteer with on Tuesdays who likes to follow me around. Oh, and I have to answer phones, which is always a stressful experience, because the callers expect me to know the answers to all of their questions. And the minute I can't answer them right away, they proceed to get upset with me, while I stand there awkwardly, desperately looking for a nurse who I can give the phone to.
I get to have my very first surgery on September 8... oral surgery to remove my wisdom teeth. And of course, with my bad luck, all 4 of mine are impacted so it should be a grand ole' time. Oh yeah, and my oral surgeon's name is Dr. Blood, how awesome is that? Feel free to bring me jello, and tons of it. And any extra Vicodin you may have lying around would be great,too. I'm not one with a very high pain threshold, so I plan on spending as much time as possible being asleep. And avoiding my father, who insists on taking as many pictures of my "chipmunk cheeks" as possible.
This was a really random entry but my stomach has been killing me for the past few days and I didn't feel like doing any work.