Semester @ MindSay

Well, the first week of school has come and gone now.  It wore me out!!  We are in clinic two full days a week, and this semester we have so many requirements that i can't imgine how anyone is going to finish.  My first patient of the semester was a nice gentleman, but gives out WAY too much information about himself.  He is between 65 and 75 years old, never married, and apparently has very few friends because the entire first half hour of our appointment was spent listening to him go on and on and on about how he only finished the 6th grade and didn't go get his GED until he was in his 40's and how he scored the high score on his brokers license exam and how he has been a full vegan for 22 years and how he only drinks distilled water.........I am supposed to be working on this guys mouth and I can't get anywhere near it because it keeps moving and words keep coming out!!!  Not to mention the fact that he basically proposed to me right there.  He wanted to know why I was not married and how this could be possible because I'm so beautiful and if my boyfriend doesn't get with it he'll marry me because he's SO wealthy and just on and on and on.  Yeah.  I can't wait for our appointment next week.  I might have to take a shot before school that day.  Other than that, classes are back to their normal grind.  I have quite a few more papers to write this year, and more projects to complete, but I only have 8 months and 8 days left until I graduate!!  I hope all goes well.  Anybody out there live in southern Utah and not had your teeth cleaned in a long time??  Please let me know.  Also, I need a "special needs" patient (Being handicapped mentally or physically; only having one hand or being blind or something counts too), and I need someone with periodontal problems, so if you've noticed that your teeth are starting to feel loose and you are not under the age of ten when this is nomal, PLEASE let me know.  All of your thoughts and comments and especially if you can help me out with these patient requirements are greatly appreciated.  Thanks!

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.

School is driving me crazy I need a break. I want it to be over, but then i only have a few days until I go back for summer school. thats if i go to summer school, if i get a job on campus so i can afford it. But i am very ready for school to be over, then also there will be camping with jon. Im so happy for that, happy to spend some alone time with him. after everything from the past two weeks, i just want it to go away. Its not necessary, i wish he wouldnt have found out about it, it was dumb i shouldnt have done it, but i didnt want to lose him and i dont want it to make our relationship even worse. I think he is always going to wonder if i am cheeting on him now. i love him, and i really want to be with him forever. that sounded so cliche. i want to be camping with him, in the wilderness. it will be exciting.

My day, again, was good. I've been staying positive (or at least my best) the past couple (or possibly several?) days, and I'm just... really happy, or at least content, I guess.

In Math, I had a resource appointment to go over my IEP (Individual Education Plan - it's a system for students with disabiltires, or learning difficulties, to go over what different methods would help you learn better. Eg. allow them to sit by a buddy, or allow laptop use within the classroom, photocopy notes, etc. It's a bit of an advantage. :3)

ANYWAY; so I went, sat down beside Ms. VanKessel, and she started going over it with me and making the odd accommodation here and there. She asked me if I wanted to change my career path, and I told her I had backup options - which were Web Design, so I could possibly work at home (incase I get married and possibly suddenly have a family to raise), and I also said I had a small desire that's growing inside me to be a child and youth worker. I looked at her, and said:

"To be honest, I want to be the mentor that I never really had... It's one thing to talk to somebody, like a counsellor, and get advice or help - but I find it's a totally seperate thing to go to somebody like that, and actually have them relate to what you're going through."

She agreed with me, a hundred percent. I figure that I might put the ongoing pain in my past, and even present, and even future to good use. I want to let others know that they aren't alone, even if they may feel like they are - and especially the world that I'm going to be sucked into in the future. I can't imagine how it is now, with kids (let alone my own, when the time comes) going through the same things. I want that "avoided", by all means possible. I don't them going through the same things.
So, all in all, a final note - experience is good. It helps us grow, makes us stronger. I can say that I'm glad that God put me through the things that he put me through, because without that, I wouldn't be the girl who learned that she had to rise above everything and truly value who she is. (Okay, I'll confess, I have the times where I actually don't. But you get what I mean.)

She asked me how my semester was going for me; and that was when I brought up how tough English was for me - and how my hand couldn't handle the amount of writing I was doing in that class. I asked if I could bring a laptop in, and they, even my teacher in that class, agreed. I also said to Ms. VanKessel that I dropped Academic, and went back to Applied (College) level. She said that she would talk to my teacher, and then I went back to Math.

Oh, not much to say about that period. Although, I notice Randy has gotten "worse". He has obtained an obnoxious habit of touching me, now. He was squeezing my right side as I was leaning over to zip up my backpack. (And I'm very ticklish, so it made me flinch and squirm a bit). He's highly entertained by my reactions to things. I don't even want to KNOW what's going to come next.

The bell rang, and I finally reached English - but I ran into Ms. VanKessel on my way there, and she told me she talked with my English teacher.

"I talked with Ms. Gudall."
"Oh?"
"She told me that she's actually surprised that you're an Applied student. She thought you were an Academic student."
"...Oh."
"She says that you're handing in work that's expected from an Academic student. She told me that you're doing great in this course, and everything you have handed in has been great."
"Oh. That's great!"

Then it just ended there. Had to get in class before the bell rang. I'm staying in Academic this year; and I would LIKE to continue on with it for the next two years... But I'd rather ace the Applied level rather than not really "enjoy" the Academic level. To be honest, I feel like a bit of a failure. I feel like I've let everyone down...

In History, we did some review for our test tomorrow. I'm sure I'll do fine. I'm not too worried.

In Computers, it's always a riot in there. We started a new unit (remember how we were working on Microsoft Excel?). Now we're working with Microsoft Word; which is a program that I've used practically my WHOLE life. XD
I was so hyper in that class (I always act like I'm on crack with my buds. It's awesome. XD). And at the end of class, I was talking about how I didn't want to turn 16. The bell rang, and I headed out, only to find Chase catching up with me.

"You know; being 16 isn't a difference from 15 at all."
"Yes it is! It's got a SIX in it!"
"Well, do you wanna be stuck in a LITTLE body forever?"

That was when he had to go to his bus, and I departed to my Grandmother's car. I'll be seeing her tomorrow, too.

I have a bit of English homework to do, which I will, of course. Gotta get a shower tonight, too - do a bit of History review as well.
Oh, and I've also got two new ideas for 'Did I Ever Tell You How Much I Loved You?'. I keep daydreaming about it. (Dun' worry, it's a cute idea. :3 Not a violent one. XD)

Oh, and it's also Eating Disorder Awareness Weak this weak... I might write something regarding that; you know, something to dedicate to all those who have struggled, died, or are struggling with an eating disorder. Maybe I will, maybe I won't. It all depends.

Have a good day, peoples! 8D

Well, my monologue went well today. I just got home from that exam. My teacher told me I did a great job. She asked me if I was taking Drama next year, and I told her that I was unsure. She told me that she really thinks I should. I also commented and told her how I felt that I really came out of my shell this semester. She was also slightly surprised about last Thursday, when everybody complimented me. I said that I really wasn't expecting it, that people were complimenting me on things - and I barely even got to know them.

I departed from the school theatre, and went to the main doors to wait. Chase was sitting there, waiting for his ride home. I sat beside him and we talked for a few minutes, about nothing, really. He just asked me how it went, and I said it was okay. Then he started playing his DS.

It's a little awkward, because Chase is my friend - and when I'm with my friends, I have a tendency to talk a lot. Chase is very mellow, laid back, and quiet. It's not that I mind, but I just feel like there's some sort of odd barrier stopping me from getting closer to him. Well, as if I didn't already put up a personal sheild up around me to stop people from getting too close to me for my own safety... I really wish I didn't have that, but I don't know if I can help it. I desire to stay protected, but at the same time, I want to be risky. It's odd, but I've been used to feeling like that for so long.

Then Liam was wandering down the hallways, and found me sitting. I was delighted to see him, since I hadn't seen him in ages. He sat beside me, and we talked for a bit - mainly about how his bus broke down for forty minutes and how aggravated he was about being late for his English exam. Then he told me he was gonna go look for one of his friends, and he was too lazy to get up. I rolled my eyes and heaved myself up, and told him to give me his hands. I helped him up, and he started to walk away. I watched him go, then he turned around after a few steps, he turned around and with a grin on his face he asked me if I wanted a hug. I complied, and he walked back to me and hugged me slightly. As he started to leave, I told him that wasn't a meaningful hug (in a joking way) - and, with another smile, he walked back to me and hugged me tighter - before he suddenly lifted me up in the air and spun me around before he set me down. I like it when he does that. Don't ask me why.

I wonder what it is with boys and hugging... It doesn't feel like they mean it, or like me, when they hug me. Maybe it's just something awkward for them. Hey, I don't know many boys who like to hug - not that it's a problem, really. I'm just a hugger, I like getting hugs and I enjoy giving them. But anyway.

Liam asked me out on a date last year, in the second week on February, I think. I don't know if he still has a crush on me or not, since I turned him down (I have my reasons.) I'm not going to ask him, and it doesn't really matter.

Tomorrow is my Science exam, and after that's done - then I get to stay home for the rest of the week. On Monday, the 2nd of February, is when second semester starts - as you know.

It's a little odd. I get this odd feeling now. I have these massive cravings to blog now, and when I don't, I feel like something isn't accomplished. Who knows. ^^