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All How You Spin It
I was figuratively banging my head on the wall over my newest essay, because for this one, I need to discuss an article, published sometime in the last year, about health care. And of course, I've heard so much about the current health care bill, both good points and absolutely opinionated junk points, that it's all I can think of anymore when I hear the phrase, "health care," and I'm sick of it.
If you hate your topic, your paper's going to bite. It's another aspect of performance - if you're not having fun, the audience won't, either.
But, wait, Phirefly. You live in hospital city. You plan to work in hospital someday. And what's your area of interest again?
Delight has suffused me since the moment it occurred to me that I could find something on neonatal care for this. For one thing, I love the NICU (why, I do not know). For another, this means that I have to look at pictures of babies for my project.
Synfulbuns came up with the "giggling baby wreath" therapy. I believe it was my sister who claims that I have a sign over my head that says, "I love babies!" It was something about little kids, anyways. K was frequently amused by how I'd be holding an intelligent conversation with him in a restaurant or something, and then a four-year-old would walk by and I'd lose all other train of thoughts.
I now love my paper. Admittedly, I only have four sentences of it done, but I don't care. I'm happy.
If you hate your topic, your paper's going to bite. It's another aspect of performance - if you're not having fun, the audience won't, either.
But, wait, Phirefly. You live in hospital city. You plan to work in hospital someday. And what's your area of interest again?
Delight has suffused me since the moment it occurred to me that I could find something on neonatal care for this. For one thing, I love the NICU (why, I do not know). For another, this means that I have to look at pictures of babies for my project.
Synfulbuns came up with the "giggling baby wreath" therapy. I believe it was my sister who claims that I have a sign over my head that says, "I love babies!" It was something about little kids, anyways. K was frequently amused by how I'd be holding an intelligent conversation with him in a restaurant or something, and then a four-year-old would walk by and I'd lose all other train of thoughts.
I now love my paper. Admittedly, I only have four sentences of it done, but I don't care. I'm happy.
Insomnia
Sleeping is one of the if not the most relaxing things to do. This is the time where our brain could finally rest a bit from all the worries, concerns and all the thoughts that are running when we are in our conscious state. However, there are some people who have a hard time sleeping. In medical terms I believe it's called insomnia.
Serious huh?! Well, a little bit, because I am already concern and a little bothered by the fact that I cannot sleep easily at night. I remember I read my sister's essays about Insomnia. According to the study, insomnia is a symptom of any of several sleep disorders, characterized by persistent difficulty falling asleep or staying asleep despite the opportunity. Another fact that caught my attention is that women is more likely to suffer insomnia than men. Woah. I think that is true.
Well, as I have mentioned I think I am insomniac already but I am already looking for ways to be able to sleep as early as possible. I don't eat sweet foods nor coffee before I sleep. I believe exercising before you sleep is also not good so I save it for mornings. If I still can't sleep the most that I can do is spend it as productive as I can. I try to read books or write essays, hoping to be one of the best essay writers of the country. I am hoping that with these efforts that I am exerting now, I can go back to my normal routine of sleeping.
Gosh, I actually miss sleeping at night! You know my sleeping habit now? I will go to bed by 12 midnight try the hardest to fall asleep and go to dreamland... After 1 hour, I am still all awake, so I will try to read a book, at the middle of story, I will feel sleepy so I was so happy to put away the book and close my eyes, but voila after I do that, everything will be back to the beginning, me trying to sleep. Sigh. It's really hard specially that I have to wake up early in the morning.
However, I am not losing hope that this will all end soon. I am very optimistic that soon I will be able to sleep as early as 10pm. Yeah right!
Ummm... yeah?
Kitsune no Tora
Playing: Jak and Daxter, Guitar Hero
Wants: School to be over, sleep
Body: OVERHEATING ARGH WHY IS IT SO HOT
Writing: My RF2 yaoi longfic and a little oneshot that popped into my head.... if only I could get motivated and inspired enough to work on them seriously.
Should be doing: Researching my paper and studing for my test
Playing: Jak and Daxter, Guitar Hero
Wants: School to be over, sleep
Body: OVERHEATING ARGH WHY IS IT SO HOT
Writing: My RF2 yaoi longfic and a little oneshot that popped into my head.... if only I could get motivated and inspired enough to work on them seriously.
Should be doing: Researching my paper and studing for my test
Kitsune no Tora is feeling: overwhelmed, tired
Uwoooooh. Yeah. Didn't I say a few blogs back that I wouldn't leave this alone for so long again?
And it has been what, a month since I last touched this? ^^;;;
BAD LISA D8
So... updates, updates.... I had a blank blog just sitting here saved from back in mid-May, so I would assume that that blog was to talk about our new pets. My mom was really missing Jasper after he got squashed, so she had been looking around for shelters to get a new cat or a dog. After that was unsuccessful (the only shelter we could find was a good hour away by car) she turned to the paper. Somewhere around the 17th she found an ad for standard poodle puppies.
We ended up getting a black one, he was about 4 months at the time. His name is Barney, short for Bernard. I went with her to go get him. They were being bred by this little old lady, so they were largely unsocialized and very. VERY. stinky. AND NOT HOUSETRAINED. HE IS STILL NOT HOUSETRAINED. HE CANNOT COMPREHEND THAT THE HOUSE IS NOT A TOILET.
And poodles are supposed to be smart...
Anyway, when he got him, of course the news went straight to the forum. Taylor was uber excited, rofl. XD I asked them for name ideas, because none that we came up with we liked. Taylor insisted on Morgan Freeman (ROFLLL), and thus that became his forum name. I told my mom and sister and they looked at me strange and shot it down immediately. XD In the end it was my mom's decision to name him Barney. I hate it, but he is HER dog. I don't like him much anyway. He's stinky and slobbery and messy. And pees on the carpet. Ick. Amusingly, he's afraid of Pat, my mom'sdrunkard boyfriend. I guess maybe he had some bad experiences with grown men as a puppy? He's slightly scared of Joey, my brother, but not as much as Pat. And he's around him more than he is any of us, sans Mom... W/e.
The next day after we got Barney, my mom saw another ad, this time for Ragdoll kittens. She has wanted one of THOSE for like, forever, ever since Jasper died. So of course she jumped on the ad. He was $400. FOUR. HUNDRED. DOLLARS. For a fuzzy little animal weighing a little over a pound. How fucking ridiculous is that? But my mom insisted on it, and my brother and sister really wanted him too. The three of us (my sister, brother and I) split most of it, and my mom paid for the rest and the cat littler/food. I didn't want to spend that much on an animal when we could get a perfectly good cat at some shelter for a quarter of that amount, but they eventually guilted me into it. Taylor helped their points too. :/ She freaked over the cat, rofl. XDD She kept telling me to get it, and I eventually just gave in and forked over my money. ;__;
I wanted to go when they went to get the cat, but my mom flat our refused to let me go and took my sister with her. That was sooooo annoying. I was the one that didn't want to get it, at least let me know that my money will be spent getting one that I want! I asked for one with a black nose and blue eyes, if they had one. BECAUSE THOSE ARE SO ADORABLE EEEE 8DD
Apparently all the ones with that coloring were scratchy and clingy. So the one they got is only one color, and one akin to what natural sugar looks like: Almost cream colored, but slightly brown. Kinda like khaki, but lighter. He's cute and all.
Of course, I mentioned this to the forum. Mima got all excited, and when I asked them all for name ideas, she came up with Fubacu. ROFL. Apparently it's short for "fuzzy ball of cute," and he is henceforth known as Fubacu on the forum.
Again, that was shot down immediately, no surprise there. My sister went on this cat names website to look for names, and discovered "Edward Scissorpaws." HOW FUCKING EPIC IS THAT. XDDD I demanded that be his name, but everyone refused. ;_; We were so bad at coming up with names that my mom just ended up calling him "Squirt," and it stuck. I don't mind it, and it does fit him, but I don't like it much.
He's cute and cuddly and soft, but he's such a BITCH when he's hyper. He attacks everything that moves, tries to demolish my skin (he likes to bite and scratch your hands when he's hyper) and my laptop cords, and gets into everything. DX I like him better than the dog, though, at least he has some good points. XDD
.....ROFLLLLLLL. I just looked up at the tags bar. One of the suggested tags are "fucking gay mom." HOW FUCKING HILARIOUS IS THAT? XDDDDD *is dying with laughter* And where did I mention anything being gay?
Umm... what else did I have to say....
School is a bitch... I have a big trig test I'm NOT READY FOR AT ALL tomorrow morning, and a paper due Thursday for Humanities that I have no idea at all how to even begin researching, which I was supposed to have started about a month ago. And it's 1/3 of my grade. Yeah.............. not good.
At least school will be out in two weeks. Stupid summer classes. Never doing that again. You have to cover and learn the same amount of material as a 15 week class in 7.5 weeks. NEVER AGAIN. TOO MUCH PRESSURE AND WORK FOR THE SUMMER.
I need a new job though. Since I won't have any classes for the Summer II term, I lose my work-study job then. So I have two weeks to come up with a new job. There's the Burger King a few miles away, but I dunno if I want to work there... but I guess it's better than nothing. A lot of my friends have been having trouble getting jobs. Some didn't get any at all. I'm really worried. My car is out of gas and I'm losing my paycheck. DX
...Oh yeah, I got my car since the last time I posted. It was my uncle's, but he got a new one and said I could have his old one.
I spent the entire day after I got it cleaning it. It STANK SO BAD. UGH. Like old fast food and cigarettes. Now it smells like Febreze and Lysol, rofl. XD It's an old rusted out blue '97 Chevrolet Venture. IT COSTS SO MUCH FOR GAS, THE STUPID THING. I don't need a freaking minivan, I'm the only one in it 99% of the time. I just filled it up halfway about two weeks ago, and I only drive about a mile and a half to school and back maybe 6 times a week. AND IT'S ALMOST EMPTY AGAIN. Stupid thing. :P Gas is too expensive and I don't have a good enough paycheck for it.
But it's a car, and it runs (albeit probably not for very long, it has over 250,000 miles on it), so that's good enough for me, I guess. It still needs a name, though. I wonder what I should name it...
Uwoh, it's like almost 1:00 am. DX I need to study some and go to bed, I have class at 9:30. Further updates soon, hopefully? I know I had more to say, but I really don't remember what it was at the moment. XD;;
Goodnight, digital abyss.
Uwoooooh. Yeah. Didn't I say a few blogs back that I wouldn't leave this alone for so long again?
And it has been what, a month since I last touched this? ^^;;;
BAD LISA D8
So... updates, updates.... I had a blank blog just sitting here saved from back in mid-May, so I would assume that that blog was to talk about our new pets. My mom was really missing Jasper after he got squashed, so she had been looking around for shelters to get a new cat or a dog. After that was unsuccessful (the only shelter we could find was a good hour away by car) she turned to the paper. Somewhere around the 17th she found an ad for standard poodle puppies.
We ended up getting a black one, he was about 4 months at the time. His name is Barney, short for Bernard. I went with her to go get him. They were being bred by this little old lady, so they were largely unsocialized and very. VERY. stinky. AND NOT HOUSETRAINED. HE IS STILL NOT HOUSETRAINED. HE CANNOT COMPREHEND THAT THE HOUSE IS NOT A TOILET.
And poodles are supposed to be smart...
Anyway, when he got him, of course the news went straight to the forum. Taylor was uber excited, rofl. XD I asked them for name ideas, because none that we came up with we liked. Taylor insisted on Morgan Freeman (ROFLLL), and thus that became his forum name. I told my mom and sister and they looked at me strange and shot it down immediately. XD In the end it was my mom's decision to name him Barney. I hate it, but he is HER dog. I don't like him much anyway. He's stinky and slobbery and messy. And pees on the carpet. Ick. Amusingly, he's afraid of Pat, my mom's
The next day after we got Barney, my mom saw another ad, this time for Ragdoll kittens. She has wanted one of THOSE for like, forever, ever since Jasper died. So of course she jumped on the ad. He was $400. FOUR. HUNDRED. DOLLARS. For a fuzzy little animal weighing a little over a pound. How fucking ridiculous is that? But my mom insisted on it, and my brother and sister really wanted him too. The three of us (my sister, brother and I) split most of it, and my mom paid for the rest and the cat littler/food. I didn't want to spend that much on an animal when we could get a perfectly good cat at some shelter for a quarter of that amount, but they eventually guilted me into it. Taylor helped their points too. :/ She freaked over the cat, rofl. XDD She kept telling me to get it, and I eventually just gave in and forked over my money. ;__;
I wanted to go when they went to get the cat, but my mom flat our refused to let me go and took my sister with her. That was sooooo annoying. I was the one that didn't want to get it, at least let me know that my money will be spent getting one that I want! I asked for one with a black nose and blue eyes, if they had one. BECAUSE THOSE ARE SO ADORABLE EEEE 8DD
Apparently all the ones with that coloring were scratchy and clingy. So the one they got is only one color, and one akin to what natural sugar looks like: Almost cream colored, but slightly brown. Kinda like khaki, but lighter. He's cute and all.
Of course, I mentioned this to the forum. Mima got all excited, and when I asked them all for name ideas, she came up with Fubacu. ROFL. Apparently it's short for "fuzzy ball of cute," and he is henceforth known as Fubacu on the forum.
Again, that was shot down immediately, no surprise there. My sister went on this cat names website to look for names, and discovered "Edward Scissorpaws." HOW FUCKING EPIC IS THAT. XDDD I demanded that be his name, but everyone refused. ;_; We were so bad at coming up with names that my mom just ended up calling him "Squirt," and it stuck. I don't mind it, and it does fit him, but I don't like it much.
He's cute and cuddly and soft, but he's such a BITCH when he's hyper. He attacks everything that moves, tries to demolish my skin (he likes to bite and scratch your hands when he's hyper) and my laptop cords, and gets into everything. DX I like him better than the dog, though, at least he has some good points. XDD
.....ROFLLLLLLL. I just looked up at the tags bar. One of the suggested tags are "fucking gay mom." HOW FUCKING HILARIOUS IS THAT? XDDDDD *is dying with laughter* And where did I mention anything being gay?
Umm... what else did I have to say....
School is a bitch... I have a big trig test I'm NOT READY FOR AT ALL tomorrow morning, and a paper due Thursday for Humanities that I have no idea at all how to even begin researching, which I was supposed to have started about a month ago. And it's 1/3 of my grade. Yeah.............. not good.
At least school will be out in two weeks. Stupid summer classes. Never doing that again. You have to cover and learn the same amount of material as a 15 week class in 7.5 weeks. NEVER AGAIN. TOO MUCH PRESSURE AND WORK FOR THE SUMMER.
I need a new job though. Since I won't have any classes for the Summer II term, I lose my work-study job then. So I have two weeks to come up with a new job. There's the Burger King a few miles away, but I dunno if I want to work there... but I guess it's better than nothing. A lot of my friends have been having trouble getting jobs. Some didn't get any at all. I'm really worried. My car is out of gas and I'm losing my paycheck. DX
...Oh yeah, I got my car since the last time I posted. It was my uncle's, but he got a new one and said I could have his old one.
I spent the entire day after I got it cleaning it. It STANK SO BAD. UGH. Like old fast food and cigarettes. Now it smells like Febreze and Lysol, rofl. XD It's an old rusted out blue '97 Chevrolet Venture. IT COSTS SO MUCH FOR GAS, THE STUPID THING. I don't need a freaking minivan, I'm the only one in it 99% of the time. I just filled it up halfway about two weeks ago, and I only drive about a mile and a half to school and back maybe 6 times a week. AND IT'S ALMOST EMPTY AGAIN. Stupid thing. :P Gas is too expensive and I don't have a good enough paycheck for it.
But it's a car, and it runs (albeit probably not for very long, it has over 250,000 miles on it), so that's good enough for me, I guess. It still needs a name, though. I wonder what I should name it...
Uwoh, it's like almost 1:00 am. DX I need to study some and go to bed, I have class at 9:30. Further updates soon, hopefully? I know I had more to say, but I really don't remember what it was at the moment. XD;;
Goodnight, digital abyss.
Keep on keepin' on
Ok, my statistics paper is finished and submitted. 6 hours before it's due! And I actually think it turned out really well. I had a rough low point yesterday, but now that I have only one paper left between me and summer my life seems a bit more manageable.
However, it's definitely not over yet. I still have a 20-page paper to write for my Work and Culture seminar that's due 4pm Thursday... and it's 60% of my grade. That's a big chunk... Jeez. I have a topic, but I haven't done any research or formulated a thesis.
Just two more days, though. Then I'm DONE. And I'll be a college senior... Woah. I'm not really ready to think about that yet. Not just yet.
However, it's definitely not over yet. I still have a 20-page paper to write for my Work and Culture seminar that's due 4pm Thursday... and it's 60% of my grade. That's a big chunk... Jeez. I have a topic, but I haven't done any research or formulated a thesis.
Just two more days, though. Then I'm DONE. And I'll be a college senior... Woah. I'm not really ready to think about that yet. Not just yet.
Back to High School We Go
So all day, something felt weird to me. I felt like today was something important, but I couldn't figure out what about March 23rd meant something to me. And I knew it wasn't something GOOD, like getting my cat or my acceptance to the college of my dreams. I felt bad things when I thought about the date. I went home, and I kept thinking about it.
An hour later, I was on newsday.com, researching. This is what I finally remembered:
http://pqasb.pqarchiver.com/newsday/access/315904341.html?dids=315904341:315904341&FMT=ABS&FMTS=ABS:FT&date=Mar+24%2C+2003&author=Indrani+Sen+and+Joseph+Mallia.+STAFF+WRITERS&pub=Newsday&edition=&startpage=A.03&desc=2+Men+Die%2C+1+Hurt+in+Car+Crash
In case that doesn't work, today marks 6 years since THE accident. I remember I had been talking online to Lenny when we found out that Sean was dead. Sean and Billy...wow. And just how bad John must have felt being the only one to survive ... wow. That's still a hard subject. It was a Sunday when we found out, and then school the next day was AWFUL. Donna; I remember trying to be there for Donna and just failing miserably; she was inconsolable.
This past summer I went to a block party, and this guy came over to me and was like, "I know you" and we talked a little bit about how that might be possible, and it ended up being Danny Travers. Thank G-d I hadn't said, "oh, Sean" when he was telling me about where he lived (around the corner from me) and I was finally able to place him; I would have started crying just thinking that I had called this kid by his dead brother's name. Is that lame? I don't know how he reacts to things about his brother 5/6 years later, especially brought up by some girl who didn't know him ver well. I don't really know John, I ONLY knew Billy as Danny Lackner's big, tall brother, but the Travers'... honestly lived 5 houses away if you counted around the corner, and though we were never 'friends' they always offered me rides to school if they saw me walking. Danny at first, and then when he graduated, I guess it was Sean.
I wish I had taken it. I happen to know that I missed out on getting to know QUITE an individual.
An hour later, I was on newsday.com, researching. This is what I finally remembered:
http://pqasb.pqarchiver.com/newsday/access/315904341.html?dids=315904341:315904341&FMT=ABS&FMTS=ABS:FT&date=Mar+24%2C+2003&author=Indrani+Sen+and+Joseph+Mallia.+STAFF+WRITERS&pub=Newsday&edition=&startpage=A.03&desc=2+Men+Die%2C+1+Hurt+in+Car+Crash
In case that doesn't work, today marks 6 years since THE accident. I remember I had been talking online to Lenny when we found out that Sean was dead. Sean and Billy...wow. And just how bad John must have felt being the only one to survive ... wow. That's still a hard subject. It was a Sunday when we found out, and then school the next day was AWFUL. Donna; I remember trying to be there for Donna and just failing miserably; she was inconsolable.
This past summer I went to a block party, and this guy came over to me and was like, "I know you" and we talked a little bit about how that might be possible, and it ended up being Danny Travers. Thank G-d I hadn't said, "oh, Sean" when he was telling me about where he lived (around the corner from me) and I was finally able to place him; I would have started crying just thinking that I had called this kid by his dead brother's name. Is that lame? I don't know how he reacts to things about his brother 5/6 years later, especially brought up by some girl who didn't know him ver well. I don't really know John, I ONLY knew Billy as Danny Lackner's big, tall brother, but the Travers'... honestly lived 5 houses away if you counted around the corner, and though we were never 'friends' they always offered me rides to school if they saw me walking. Danny at first, and then when he graduated, I guess it was Sean.
I wish I had taken it. I happen to know that I missed out on getting to know QUITE an individual.
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