Still nothing exciting going on. I got to work for real money this weekend. That's pretty sweet. My papa fixed my brake light. I think. I can't really see it. Have a shit load of stuff to do today. I lost my blue folder over the weekend. It drove me up the fucking wall. I looked everywhere. Well today I go to St. Mary's, knowing it had to be there, evethough I already looked there. So I'm looking through draws, in cabinets, almost resorting to blame. I give up and call my Mom, but as I'm talking, I look around the corner from the front desk, and there it is in all it's glory. I think I might've hung up on my Mom. I guess when I clocked out on Saturday, I stuck it in this little shelf thingie. My personal victory for the day. Oh, so last week I'm filling out all my paperwork/application crap for my boards exam and I come across some questions that I find rather questionable (tee hee). They want to know if I had ever broken any laws regarding the use, manufacturing, or distribution of drugs or alcohol. So at first I think I'm safe, I took that whole deferral program shit for that minor consumption I got when I was 20 (ew hold on that made me kinda nauseated, I have never typed that out, 21, oh god). Anyway, so I had to make a bunch of phone calls only to find out that I have to send a notarized signed affidavit along with my application. Suck, that is going to look great. So I had to do that today. Pretty sweet that my mom's best friend is a notary public. Then we had to take this 90 minute practice NCLEX test on the internet, which I just finished, thank you very much. I am so bad ass. I'm above the national passing score. Now I have to go make USI send a copy of my transcripts to St. Mary's. Hopefully I'll be done in time to meet Nick at 1:30ish. And then do other crap for my presentation on Thursday about surgical drains. I think I'm going to be fine though, I made a list. It's moving right along. Man I sure do wish this computer lab had a smoking section. I could stay here all day. Aqua Teen was on last night, two episodes in a row. I'm not sure if I stayed awake for both. Don't remember.Well i guess that's it.

Sunday, Sunday, Sunday, come on down to tri-state speedway, you'll pay for the whole seat, but you'll only need the eddddddggggggggggge!

A Deer Does Not Have A Fucking Dorsal Fin

Not much, since my last post. The Blair Thumb is one of the funniest filmettes ever!!!! It's nice to see that Chris is still alive. Good Luck to Liz and JD on their ninja assassin test! Go look at the non-engagement pictures on Dustin's journal thingie, they're adorable.
Anyway...

Ten Things I Learned In College:

1) It doesn't matter how much you try to suck up to and joke with a professor. They will still call you sarcastic and write you up and make you go to the Dean.

2) No matter how much a professor tells you to switch majors because of your "tude," stay with it and tell them to kiss your white ass. Stupid Bitch(es)!

3) The long papers, all-nighters, stupid professors, early classes... It's all worth it in the end!

4) Friends are extremley important. You may think you can replace them with stupid people that just pretend to be your friend, but you can't. They either want ass or want to be your drinking buddy. They never come through for you and are never there when you truly need them. If I didn't know in the back of my head that you all were there for me, I would be a greeter at Wal-mart right now.

5) Your priorties should always hold the highest priority. Sometimes you just have to worry about yourself.

6) People assume that if you are a nursing student, that you can sew up their I-fell-off-a-barstool-when-someone-punched-me (actually threw their self off the barstool when suddenly waking up from a deep sleep at the bar)-cracked-open-nappy-head while sitting in your bathtub eventhough you have company. And you know that bitch fucking wrecked my old car! Damn you!

7) Not letting anyone take the credit of "putting you through school" when they never wanted to lift a pinky until a month before graduation. Know that it is always a better feeling when you can say that you did this on your own without having to give out credit for your own accomplishments.

8) Don't let your advisor tell you that you will not have any problems at all taking 18 credit hours while working. It's a fucking nightmare. Smack them right in the face.

9) Always keep in mind that shit does happen, even if you don't have time for it.

10) Long Islands are evil! Unless Stacey and Liz are with you.

Jesus and I Love You

Kitty Likes To Scratch

Apparently getting on blogger yesterday was a performance of an illegal action.

Yesterday was dumb. I was supposed to work 12 hours, but I called in, and this is why... Sunday night I went to bed pretty early (10ish), falling asleep soon thereafter. The next thing I know it's 12:30 and I'm sweating and crying uncontrollably. I had the most fucked up nightmare ever. And even if I tried to explain it, no one would really get why it was so frightening, and honestly I don't either. But it was so crazy that I had to wake up Cindy and discuss it with her and then make phone calls to random people, hoping that it would calm me down so that I could go back to bed. But it didn't work. I stayed up until 5am, when I had to be up at 6. But in that one hour of incredibly light sleep, I had a dream that I was having some steamy affair with Dave Walsh. Too bad it didn't come earlier in the night. :) So needless to say, I didn't get nearly enough sleep to have a productive work day. So I did nothing. Oh but I did successfully hook up my DVD player and watched the never-before-seen music video for Superman on the 8 Mile DVD. Hot. Had a running contest to see how many times I could make Cindy laugh while her mouth was full. I even resorted to mooning her while she had listerine in her mouth. Gwenevere came inside from playing in the back yard, with a cigarette butt in her mouth. A lot more amusing than Lance with his binky. Bad ass. Got a really nice surprise in the mail from Liz. You're the best! It's great knowing that people are thinking about you. If I had money right now, all of you would get a card from me, saying how great you all are and how lucky I am to know you guys.
Last night went to Wal-mart to get face wash. One of the workers called me "kid". Stupid Bitch. Went home and watched some movies. One of my friends let me borrow this DVD boxset. They are spoofs of major motion pictures done by people's thumbs. Last night I watched Thumb Wars, Thumbtanic, and Bat Thumb. Pretty damn funny.
So can someone tell me if Chris is still alive or did his plane definitely crash? He never updates anymore and I'm getting worried.
Let's see, my plan for today are: to whine about being bored, take a couple naps, and eat Elaina's fruit snacks and Cocoa Pebbles cereal. Mwahahaha.

... if it's 9 to 5 or shakin' your ass, ain't no shame ladies do your thang, just make sure your ahead of the game.

Nothing really goin on. Worked two twelve hour shifts on friday and saturday. Saturday night went to Hacienda. Had some marga-retards. Then went to Someplace Else, it was one of my friend's going away party. He is moving to Orlando in a couple of weeks. His "roommate" got a job there. :) Stayed out for a little while, left after that one guy grabbed my ass again. You know the guy that grabbed my ass the last time and the one that grabbed mel's stuff on her bday.
Went to church with my mother this morning. Not too bad. Went for my sister. Didn't want her to suffer alone. She usually gets so bored that she draws skulls and crossbones and monsters on the programs. Then went home. Dad had my grandfather over for lunch. Cindy made a really big turkey. it was kickass.
Now i'm sitting around dreading the fact that I have to go back to work in the morning for another free 12 hour shift. And trying to stay away from the copious amounts of turkey leftovers we have. ugh.
Well i better go, Cindy wants be to watch some movie about Helen of Troy with her. I think we might have watched it in Latin class.
Oh well fuck it.

I spent over an hour typing up this post last night and then I got kicked off, so I'm gonna try it again...

Sunday I just worked. Then came home and watched Braveheart. I definitely gets better everytime. I think its one of my top ten favorites.
Monday I went shopping with my mom and sister. Had a really good time. Found an awesome suit to wear for my pinning ceremony. Tried to convince my mom to let me have the lime green equivalent, but she forced me to get the black version. Oh well, it's still pretty awesome. Then we went to Red Lobster. For some reason pneumonia became a topic of conversation during dinner. My sister pronounced it yamonia. I made her say it 20 times before I corrected her.
Tuesday I started practicum and worked for 12 hours. Really like the nurses I'm working with. Was a really long and boring day though. Then came home for dinner. Cindy made me spaghetti, my all time favorite. Ate it in 30 seconds. Then went to Harpoles. Had a lot of fun. Got too drunk in too short of an amount of time. But enjoyed it. Saw a lot of people. Some that I probably would have been better without seeing. Looking at things a little differently. Changing my opinions about some decisions I have made for myself and my life. Got home around 9am. Slept until my dentist appt at 1. Had to meet with him about my TMJ. He thinks my grinding is either related to stress or the fact that I haven't worn my retainer for about 5-6 years (supposed to wear it until my 25th bday) causing my bite to go out of whack. So he wants me to get a mouth guard. Either I could settle for the ones that football players wear or I could fork over $500 for a specially made to fit one. Then he wants me to get braces again. OMG. Fuck that. Came home and watched Saving Private Ryan (where I got my nickname Nurse Private Shaver, I assume). I also got my first graduation present... a DVD player. Oh and the 8 Mile DVD. Heheheheheehehehe. Pretty Sweet, huh? Vegged out for the rest of the day.
This morning I got a paper cut under my finger nail. Then met with some professors and then went to a lecture about organ procurement.The man was talking about bone grafts from donor cadavers and he said "Cadaver Boners" instead. Came home to do more of nothing. Tomorrow I am working another 12 hour shift for free. Can't wait. Got an email for the nurse recruiter at St. Marys. It covered the hours I'll be working and my pay. Now I'm starting to understand why I went through all this shit. And why I didn't just sell out for a simple desk job. Which would have been the easiest way out. But truly this is my only way out. And its freaking me out.
Well I guess that will do.

The sun doesn't give light to the moon, thinking that the moon is gonna owe it one.

Yeah, Linkin Park cancelled their concert last night, so I went with Corinne to get autographs. She got her picture taken with Exhibit, which I thought was the funniest thing in the world. Or at least the funniest thing for me all day, or maybe just that minute. I ended up getting some random autographs. Oh and I also got humped in the back by some big hairy guy wearing a red T shirt.
Ended up working a 12 hour shift today. Fuck it, what else am I gonna do? Might as well make some scrill for sitting around. Then came home and found that my dad had ordered a pizza for me. Rad.
My mother is taking me shopping on Monday for my Pinning Ceremony outfit. We have to dress up and I don't dress up, so I guess I probably need something.
I start Practicum on Tuesday. That's where we take the whole last month of the semester and work 32 hours a week unpaid for school. Which is not too bad for me, considering that we don't have to meet for class or anything now. But it does kinda suck for those people who still need to work full-time plus all this other shit. I think things are going to turn out pretty well for the most part. I already see things falling right into place.
Don't you just hate when you get home from a really long day and right when you walk in the door, everyone's all, hey guess what happened, guess who I'm totally pissed at, guess why, guess what so-n-so said to me, and I was all, and then she was all. Damnit, get the fuck out of my face and let me shit down and relax. Fuck. Do I look like a freaking therapist. Not like I don't have my own shit to worry about. And do I ever hear, im sorry how was your day, what's going on your life. Nope. Just more pouting and bitching and whining. Grrrrrrrrrrrrrowwwww Uppppppp!
Ahh. So much better. Well I'm gonna get in the shower so that I can go to bed and get up and go to work again.

I have not done a damn thing in two days. I feel like such a lazy bitch. Yesterday, I stayed in bed all day. Then all of a sudden I felt like the house was suffocating me. Planned on driving to Kentucky or something, just to get out for awhile. I convinced Cindy to ride with means instead of leaving the state, we went to her daughter's house. She has a roommate named Liz, that apparently nobody likes. What a coincidence, huh? Liz, I'm kidding. Mmwa. So Cindy made a bunch of mean comments towards mean Liz, to pay her back for all the ones that mean Liz made towards Amy, until she went to her room. I felt kinda bad for her. Some of Amy's friends came over. One of them shared their Papa John's breadstick with me. I love Papa John's. Mmmmhhhmmmm. That reminds me. I went to my friends house the other day and passed a gas station named Daddy Low Bucks. I laughed for like 2 minutes. I have been trying to sign up for classes for a week and the damn site is still down. Is that an okay excuse for not finishing my Bachelor's? BLAH BLAH BLAH. Today has been just as useless. Went to clinicals. It was basically our last day, but I have to go tomorrow to make up a day that I missed. We didn't do a damn thing. I sat in the back room and watched The Osbourne's and walked aimlessly around the hospital. Then I came home and took a 3 hour nap and missed my little sister's tonette concert at school. For those of you who didn't go to elementary school in E'ville, a tonette is a cheap plastic little instrument that you have to play in the 4th grade. My only memories of it are playing hot cross buns through my nose. Anyway so I guess that will be all. Oh I think it would be a good time to post my favorite joke ever, even though all of you have heard it and have admitted to hate it...
Q: Where did the general hide his armies?

A: In his sleevies!!!!

YAY! Ok bye.

Breathe out, So I can breathe you in

I know I was just on here, but I figured that it was better, much better, than drunk dialing. And I'm sure a lot of my possible victims are probably sleeping or something. And I need to get all of this random shit out of my head, so that I can go to sleep.

Don't you hate it when certain songs drag you into some reminiscent hazy state of damnit-I-hate-it-when-stupid-things-make-me-think-about-you. And then all you can think about is that person that the song reminds you of. I hate it. Same thing with smells. Cologne, you know, whatever. It's driving me nuts. Went to Harpole's , well just got home. Euphany played. You know, the cover band that played at Breakers on Matt's birthday when he got me into a fight and then barked at the waitresses at Steak N Shake. Yeah, that band. The one that I said sucked really bad. Well I guess they are not so bad now. But I guess that could have something to do with the alcohol. Heard so many songs that reminded me of Past Past relationships, driving around, and smoking pot at those "secret" trumpet parties in high school. I don't know. It probably doesn't make any sense to anyone but me. But get over it. This is my blog and no one is making you read this. So be prepared for sudden topic change. Oh and why can't girls have balls, or at least a female version of them. I have recently noticed that I have a stupid little crush on the lead singer of this band, and that's basically all it will ever amount to. It's probaly the dark hair and dark eyes. Man that messes me up, really bad. Maybe it's the guys that need the balls. Because instead of staring and making annoyingly frequent eye contact, Do something. Damnit.But it's probably a good thing I didn't say anything because later on in the night, he says over the microphone, "Just wanna say happy birthday to my girlfriend, Mmwa." Figures, right? You know, FUCK IT. At least I have something to daydream about. Why worry about someone else, why worry about someone who says they will call or stop by, but never does. Why worry about someone who says they will come over if you call and call and call and ask them to, only to get voice mail and excuses. Why. What a fucking waste of time. Why worry about someone who you thought was going to be a really great friend, but ended up not doing very good job at all. I'm so sick of it. I can't worry about this stuff. This is why I can't stop throwing up every freaking day. I worry about everything else, except for whats important and actually directly affects me. I have a job now, a freaking career, a life of my own. And you know all I can think of is the Career Fair we had in junior high. I seriously wrote down beautician, ballet dancer, and interior designer for my expected future careers. That makes no sense at all. And now I'm a nurse, a fucking RN. Well basically. Who would have thought? Not me. Whoa tangent. Well anyway, all I was trying to get across was...don't worry about anyone but yourself omigod holdup Lionel Richie and Rob Zombie are singing Brick House together on Jay Leno. Weird. You know everytime I see Lionel Richie I think of that video for... "Hello, is it me your looking for..." where the blind girl makes a bust of him out of clay. Nevermind. Ew now Trina is rapping. You know, the baddest bitch. No? Oh uh I graduate May 11th, but I decided to not walk through graduation because all of USI will be there...so the nursing students have their own thing May 9th...it's our pinning ceremony. So if any of you will be in town and want to go, let me know so I can reserve seats. I already have like 25 people signed up. I guess my family is really excited that I actually made it this time. Well all I want to do is lie my head down on my desk so I guess I should probably go to bed.
Love you guys and sorry/thank you for reading all of the stupid posts that have been up lately including this one.

Yo Shorty, it's yo birthday, were gonna party like its your birthday, something something like its your birthday, and we don't give a fuck cause its your birthday!

Something like that.

Let's see, my weekend was pretty useless. Saturday, I didn't get out of bed until 6pm. Sunday, I studied and fucked around. Ended up getting into one of our (Me and Dad) weekly wrestling matches. I won this time. Actually by forfeit...I popped my dad's knee out of place.

Monday, I had an appointment with my manager about these new position openings. I accepted it. I know have an adult job, well depending on how I do on my final. Crazy, huh? And until then (this summer), I have been promoted to Student Nurse III, with a $1 raise. After that I had a Pharmacology test. Then I came home and studied some more, while watching the MC Hammer Movie on VH1. Very interesting. Went to bed around 1am.

Went to Denny's at 5am this morning. Had my nursing final this morning...and PASSED. Yes congratualtions to me for finally passing this damn class!!!!!!! I am one awesome bitch. Then, on 3ish hours of sleep, I worked out for two hours.

So tonight I will be partying like its my birthday at Harpole's with all my nursing friends.Yeeeeeeeah. Anybody have any money I can borrow?

Congratulations to Liz for making a grad school decision! I'm still considering moving to California with you guys, but it's considering, not definite planning. That is a pretty far move. And all those gangs , and Jay Z, and homeless people, and meth labs. My dad will fucking freak out if he finds out that I'm even thinking about it. He's not really to fond of my thoughts of moving to Indy as it is. Fuck It. There isn't anything here for me anymore.

Well I better get in the shower.
Audi 5000

Continuance from the last post...
The only way that the archives will show is ,well... you know when that gray box comes up with that unterminated string constant bullshit. You have to press enter to get rid of the box instead of just closing it out. Or else the archives don't show up. What's that about?

It seems as though my archives were misplaced when my site got combined with that other one for like 3 days. So just in case any of you were wanting to look through my archives... I found them. They're back!!!

Yeah so I wrote a really huge post and then for some reason I got kicked off. So now its gone....
But here's another version...
I think I will blame the last post on a walking Nyquil induced coma. But thanks anyway Liz for the pep talk. I think I was just having an "I'm lonely" self pity fest. But I think it has subsided for the time being.

I just recently realized that I had a member profile thingie for AOL. So I fill it out and since then nothing but random gross guys keep IMing me and asking me if I like to talk dirty. I think I might just delete it. We'll see, maybe Justchillin69 is the man of my dreams.

Anyway, so last night Justin and Coral had Corinne and I over for dinner. It was awesome. I had no idea that Justin knew how to use a grill. Had a lot of fun. It's so neat to hear Justin talk about baby stuff. I mean seriously, Justin. I have known him for like 10 years. It's just really fucking weird. They are going to be great parents. And it's even more crazy to imagine Justin being patient and tolerant around children. But they are doing great. They have their own place. Sophia is precious. I wish I had a scanner so I could show you guys the pictures. Ow this is cute..... I'm an Auntie.

Earlier, Cindy and I went to Mancino's and then to see Spirited Away. Great Movie. It won an Oscar. Yeah I know, so did Eminem. But this movie rocks out. Harder than concrete. And don't get it confused with Spirit, that stupid movie about a horse. Totally different.

So a couple weeks ago, I talked to my manager about RN positions. I have been working there for three years with the understanding that I would have a job when I graduated. Well when I approached her, she's all, "Oh I forgot you were graduating and didn't leave a position open for you." What?!?!?! So I thought, Fuck It. I talked to Deaconess and have an interview on Thursday. Then today, out of the blue, my manager calls with two open positions for me. Now what do I do? Okay, so the cardiovascular unit at Deaconess is great, really busy, but everyone is so nice. That's where my cliniclas are for school. They made it pretty apparent that I could get a job, without a doubt. But the bad thing is, they only have night shift positions open. I hate night shift. I did that for a year and was sick the entire time. The sleeping pattern changes fucked me up. St. Mary's on the other hand... I would be working on my unit. Some of the nurses suck and they definitely almost screwed me, but I love my patients. I have taken care of most of them for years. And they have Day/Evening positions open. One of the positions is weekend option. You just work Fri/Sat/Sun - 12 hour shifts, but the pay is pretty nice. The other position is just random weekdays and every other weekend - 8 and 12 hour shifts. So what do I do?!?!?! Fuck It. It should all fall into place. Also I was thinking... I'm going to stay in Evansville for another school year to finish up my two bachelor's degrees, and then I would really like to move to Indy with my nursing friends (Their hospitals have mad sign-on bonuses and the cost of living is not that much more than E'ville), and then I might be further persuaded into moving to Cali with Liz and JD, and maybe Stacey! Sound good? I really need to get away. I'm stuck in a funk. I just feel like my life is stagnating. Bleh.

You know what sucks? BRONCHITIS. And I think I have it. Why don't I go to the doctor? Cause what if it's not bronchitis, then I have to pay the doctor to say,"yeah you have a really bad COLD. Take some Tylenol and drink plenty of fluids and get some sleep." You know what else sucks? Throwing up. Ugh I hate it. But I think I might be getting better. I haven't thrown up since yesterday morning. That's like a whole month of random throwing up. But I will reiterate... I'm not pregnant. Just fucked up. I think it just my nerves. School is stressing me out, among everything else. I'm doing good so far though.

Well I guess that's all for now.
Jesus and I love you!

Choices always were a problem for you, what you need is someone strong to guide you

Like Me

Well first I have an urging need to empty my head...Ok when I have thousands of things running through my head, it's always nice to find someone or something to take my mind off all that shit. This isn't that fucking crazy. Right? But what happens when you need something else to take your mind off that thing or person? Because you thought it might be cool to find new ways to pass the time and different settings to be in that just might not remind you of things you have been trying to erase from your memory. It just seems to turn into one really fucked everlasting cycle that keeps you awake and pissed off until 1:30 in the morning when you have to be at cliniclas at 6. I don't like being humiliated and treated like I have Dumb Bitch written across my face. I'm not amused by games, so spare me and find another player. If any of you have anything to say to me, just say it.

Sorry for that, just random meaningless thoughts that seem to piss me off, when in all actuality I have no reason to be pissed at all, but I just feel like I should be on my toes at all times to catch someone trying to use my presence as a playground, instead of a privilege. Fuck it. I just wish sometimes someone would look at me and think, "wow."

Ok, I guess my blog is fixed now. Who knows. I sorta jumped the gun and started a new blog... pissedoffbitch.blogspot.com So I guess we'll just have to see what happens. Just wanted to update ya'll on what was going on.
Go to this website, with the volume up.
www.yourethemannowdog.com

ok someone tell me why my blog is combined with this minty green shit!!!! NOW