Sunday, July 26, 2009

about that...

Wow, that bad date was an even worse idea than I ever could have thought possible. Details to come.

Saturday, July 25, 2009

Bad Date


As it turns out, even young people dying of cancer can still be only concerned with money and status.
It is indeed, a fucked up world we live in.
I guess this is what I get for partying in the Meat Market. Ugh. Honestly, how can you say to a girl that you are trying to impress, who is about to become a nurse, that you think your mother is too good for her career as head nurse of an intensive care unit (ICU)? Too good in what sense? Too good for you obviously, you dumb prick. Also, don't keep arguing with me over facts about a city that you don't live in and never have lived in. Why do people think it's ok to just argue for the sake of arguing all the time? It doesn't make you look smart, in fact, it makes you look really dumb.
Asshole.

Tuesday, July 21, 2009

Nautical Themed Pashmina Afghan


I spent last week in a bit of a tizzy. First there was a big ol' final exam to study for, and seeing as I am the procrastination queen, I was extremely understudied for it. Then after the exam I had to write a stupid paper for a stupid class lead by an even stupider professor. After several nights of either no sleep at all or maybe 3 hours tops, I finally got to go to the beach. I spent a few days at the Jersey shore with some nursing buddies. I brought a few cameras with me and clicked away as my little heart desired.
This may have been the best vacation I have had in a really REALLY long time. There was no schedule planning, no screeching mothers, no sister and friend tag team picking on me, no repeated requests for road head, no wakes or eulogy writing, no surgeries, no doctors at all, no packing up my childhood home while trying to block out my screeching family members, no studying, no applications to fill out, no drama, and really no worries of any kind. Just sunbathing, swimming, bonding with friends, drinking, singing loudly by the water at 3am, making fun of Jersey freaks, drinking, nail bling, hair braiding, skeeball, reading Sookie Stackhouse books, gossiping, feeling pretty despite wearing a bikini, drinking, photography, and just general buffoonery.

This song was an integral part of the trip.
http://www.hulu.com/watch/56632/saturday-night-live-digital-short-im-on-a-boat

What's with TODAY today?


I saw at least three, possibly four, people who either looked just like or reminded me of my super jerky jerkface ex. Just now a song of his came up on my playlist. Wtf.

Friday, July 10, 2009

I hope he doesn't get some complex from this.



Can you name that psychosis?

Note to self: Never stand with your back turned to a group of hospitalized mental patients.

Genetically perfect





http://fuckyeahsharks.tumblr.com/

I am just plain terrified of sharks. If I am swimming and I think about sharks or other scary sea creatures too much I have to get out of the water. Even if it's a swimming pool (seriously).

You know what is kind of awesome about sharks though? They have not evolved since dinosaur times. They are the perfect animal. No need to adapt for nothing because they just rule the shit.

Thursday, July 9, 2009

Of course.

On a lighter note, Today I was also hit on in a pretty freaking obvious way by a paunchy hippy pharmacist in front of my peers. Honestly, don't comment on my "dark penetrating eyes and dimples" (his words) right after you tell us how you are going to retire this year. You are old, and therefore super creepy while hitting on a 20-something student.

Of course this happens on the same day that the potential boy and I do not exchange even one word. I feel awesome.

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Today I met young child who was driven to attempt suicide because they were beaten by their parents. Last time I met a child who was raped by their father and then passed to his friend. Another child is stuck in a psychotic state because their mother joined a cult and will not say what happened. Several kids are kept institutionalized for months and months because their parents don't want them back or they are unfit to take care of them. All of these kids are younger than 12 years old.

I wish I could adopt them all.

I wish people would think a bit more before they have kids.