Flood gates….. Eww….. X.x
Um. I’ve never had the flood gates open when I sneeze.
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Flood gates….. Eww….. X.x
Um. I’ve never had the flood gates open when I sneeze.
(Source: agjesdahl)
We need to take her to the vet — her tooth is dying. =(
…I’m having a serious craving. GAH.
The final two days of this semester are looming, and I feel like any further studying will simply be a confirmation of what I think I already know. I could be wrong, I probably am, but I feel pretty confident about these two finals. MedSurg makes more sense than Mental Health (at least in my opinion and based on my experience — it’s different for different people), and I can safely reason my way through these NCLEX-type questions.
Before I venture back into study mode, I guess I can get this thing off my chest. I got lazy and rather than go to Kobecue, I went to Whole Foods because it was closer. I was curious about their salad bar, their selections, and well, how much I’d be paying for a pound of food at a place like Whole Foods. These last few days have seen me spend more money on food than I normally would in recent weeks. I bought around 1.55 lbs of food which totaled to $13.40 with tax. There’s a part of me that’s sinking somewhere when it comes to the price. No, there was nothing wrong with the food. I would’t go so far as to say it was the absolute best nor would I say it was the worst. It wasn’t mediocre, but I’d say the food was a few levels above “it’s okay/good.” The part of me that’s sinking/crying/whatever? It’s saying, “You bought Indian food you could’ve bought elsewhere FOR A LOT CHEAPER. You could’ve looked up how to make tofu fajitas on your own and saved a shit ton more money.”
Yes I know. But it’s vegetarian/vegan/healthier/ORGANIC. You’re protecting yourself from free radicals, cancer, your eggs from who knows what causes autism, and you’re saving the planet!
I won’t knock people who believe the italics. I want to save the planet. Eating organic (assuming you’re still eating a balanced meal) is better for you, but after these last two years of nursing school, I think I’ve come full circle. You can’t ever full-proof yourself from everything, and we all die. Though, personally, I’d rather just fall and die than have a long, protracted affair complete with pulmonary edema, jugular vein distention, acute kidney injury, urinary tract infections and sepsis. I could eat as healthy as I want die tomorrow from a car accident, my heart just randomly stops (and I’m not near anyone who can do CPR), a plane falls on me, or I’ve had a tumor in my head growing since who knows how long and I just fall and die.
I think I’ve also inherited some of my mother’s discomfort when going to places where people of a higher tax bracket tend to congregate or, well, where the cool hipsters with money hang out. The price on Driscoll’s strawberries? $5.99. The voice in my head said, “UGH! YOU CAN GO TO KROGER AND GET IT FOR SO MUCH CHEAPER!” I think I’m better at getting over that issue than my mother. I think she cares that people look down on her whereas I just say in my head, “Yeah, okay, fuck it. I rarely come here anyway…like once every 2 years.”
I suppose if I wanted to feel better about myself, I’d go back to Whole Foods once I start working as a nurse, but really, I can’t justify in my head the amount of money I’d be spending, so really, I’d probably not go back.
“Did I get your careplan grade wrong?”
“No. I figured out I just suck at careplans.”
“You and Mike both! I rode you two HARD semester 1 and you two haven’t grown!”
“Our minds got warped semesters 2 and 3! By the time we got to 4, we completely forgot.”
HAHAHAHAHAHA.
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This is one of my favorite spots on UH campus
Me: Look at them! They’ve got this huge ass pond and everything. All we got are dirty fountains!
Sergio: We’ve got those ponds that haven’t evaporated yet from when it last rained….
You won’t like it as much when the water starts flying at your face. Acne!
Since when did UH have such a pretty sight?
I miss you UH. You really weren’t a bad school.
It’s crunch time for Semester IV. Almost there. Almost there.
Kami-sama, just get me through this.
…I think I’m getting sick.
I really hate that I can’t seem to think about anything besides food when I study. Wtcrap.
— I’ll put my debt-go-away-plan into action after graduation.
— I’ll avoid using credit cards except to fill up on gas.
— I won’t have credit card debt when I graduate.
— I will find a way to feel fulfilled.