current mood: tired, but not depressed, an improvement

finally my first 'real' week is done, and i am tired...but despite my fatigue i think ill be okay, as long as i dont have anymore days like yesterday, which i am sure i will...i am coming to figure out that i will have good days and bad days, today was a good day-yesterday was a bad day, which explains my depressive, whiny blog...but on to better things...i had my first voice lesson with my new teacher, i think that she is going to be good for me, she for her doctorate from indiana, her first comments were things that i know are my weaknesses, which is good, i am excited about fixing my tecchnique...tonight the hospital lost power, and it got a little crazy, but it was nice b/c baptist crazy=uab normal so i felt kinda at home, i am getting used to everything there and i think i am doing a pretty good job so far....hmmmm, what else.....oh i started a new blog of pictures...on this blog i will post pictures and small explainations for them, hopefully all my friends at home (b-ham) can keep up with me here and how i am doing in my new life, hopefully they wont all be of charles and myself (well hopefully for yall sake) anyway, check it out...now off to bed, t/m i get to sleep yet, yea!!!!!!!!

current mood: depressed

I want to be home.  I do not, necessarily, like my new life. I thought that when I moved home things would be easier, my life would be slower.  But it is very much the opposite. It is just like before, one thing after the other, not being able to catch a breath…but its worse b/c I don’t have my charley or my friends (nothing against my family)…I just want to be home, and I cant help but wonder if I even made the right choice by moving away…

full swing

Okay, so things are now in full swing…I am slowly adapting to my new schedule and life style…first my classes, I new that taking classes at a junior college was going to be different, but I didn’t know that they would treat me like a high school student…I mean, why if I am in college do I have to raise my hand in class and ask to go to the bathroom, please give me a break…so I am taking A&P and lab, Fitness walking (a pre-req), and voice (so I don’t lose what I have worked for)…overall, beside the bathroom thing, they are fine…nice and easy, if only I didn’t have to drive 45 minutes to get to campus things would be perfect…okay what’s next??? Work…my first day of work was last night and it went pretty well…things a Baptist are so much more laid back than UAB (I knew it would be like this going from a 2000 bed hospital to a 600 bed)…but it is nice, the other three techs on the evening shift are really nice, and the pharmacist are fun…and the best part…I get off at 10pm (yay!!!) I was still tired when I got home, but it was nothing compared to working until 11, I think I am going to like my job…hmmmm, what else….I am starting the application process for samford, they have an early application deadline, so maybe ill know something before next July, (haha)…I so hope that everything works out and I can be backing b-ham next year…I miss everyone so much, especially Charlie, but wont go into that now, that is an entire blog in itself…now, I need to go and start getting ready for work, I have to be there early to get another TB test (they wont count the one form UAB, so another needle, ouch….I really like this word blogger thing and I think it is going to increase the productivity of my blog….until later, have great day…
Ps…I MISS CHOIR (

what the crap was i thinking....

i mean, seriously, why was i going to take this stupid test...for anyone not informed, i am sitting at charles's this morning typing this blog, but up until wednesday my plans were to be sitting in a big, cold room at birmingham southern taking the MCAT...now my justifications: first off i was just not ready, there was now way that i could have done well, i started studying too late for this test not thinging it was going to be that hard, i mean i knew it was going to be hard, but not to the extent as when i started studing for it...i studied straight for about one week, and i mean like 4-6-8 hours a day, and at the end of the week i started taking those little (not really little) practice tests, and was doing horrible...now i was okay at some of it, mostly the biology and reading, but everything else was kicking my tail...so i sat back and thought, why the crap am i taking this test? and you know what, i couldnt think of one good reason, i mean i want to be a pharmacist, not a doctor, i like the drugs, and how they work...so why was i taking this test if its not what i wanted...well i finally came to the conclusion that i was taking this test to prove something, and ya know what i have nothing to prove...i have done fairly well, so i didnt get into pharmacy school the frist try, i havent met one person that applied with me that has gotten in, including one of my good friends who has more experience, better grades, and a freakin 98 on the PCAT...when i finally decided not to take it i felt like a huge cloud had been lifted from me, it was great, the first time in forever when i didnt have to worry about anything, my mom and my entire family said that they were glad to see me happy again, so i am glad i made my decision, no regrets...but now i need to go get ready, charles left for work about 30 minutes ago, so i am going to get ready and go up to panera to study some anatomy (one of the classes that i am taking at hinds this semester, ill blog more about that later) and enjoy my saturday with no MCAT...tonight, we are going to see 40 year old virgin...and t/m i have to go back to jackson, but i dont want to think about that now...ill try to blog again soon, i know everyone wants an update...but for now, its just nice to be home...

im not in the optimum state to blog right now, just wanted to state the obvious

I WANT TO BE BACK IN BIRMINGHAM

im back...

sorry i havent posted in a while but i ran away...yep, right after i got settled here in jackson charles and i ran away...we went to new orleans for a few days this week and it was wonderful...we both had been working so hard and taking classes this summer and as a result we really didnt get to spend too much time together, we definitly didnt get to go on any kind of vacation, so tuesday charles drove to jackson and then i drove us to new orleans...we stayed in this cute little hotel in the french quarter, had wonderful dinners, relaxed, and even went out once (but i was in bed by 1030 both nights...oh the party animal that i am)...anyway it was great, we got back thursday and charles had to drive home, it was really hard for me...but im not going to talk about that now...i will leave you with a cute picture of us at Pat O'Brien's Piano Bar

ADVENTURES IN MOVING (PART II)

SATURDAY, AUGUST 6

6 am, up an' at em'...off to walmart to pick up a few essentials and then to krispy kreme, to get breakfast for my movers...charles, his brother brian, and brian's girlfriend jennifer got ther about 9 and we started moving...it felt like there would be no end, i mean we would take things out and when we came back it felt like the boxes had multiplied while we were loading the truck...slowly as things began to be moved out of my apartment, the girls began to realize somehting was not right...dixie and belle began to get scared, and well belle became down right demonic...it was scary to see my girls, my sweet loving girls, being mean and knowing it was my fault, so in trying to comfort my little bella i picked her us to cradle her like a baby (this usually calms her right down, but not today) she went crazy, and the shreads of my arm that i have left prove it...soon after charles's parents got there and we finished up the packing...we all sat down on my nasty cat hair carpeted floor and ate New York Pizza, yummm...then it was time for the Henry's to leave, we loaded charles's truck up with some assundry things that i had no more use for and whole lota food, gave brian a washer and dryer for payment, and they were off...it got to me for a second, but then it was time to clea, so i quit thinking about not seeing my wonderful boyfriend for a while, and picked up a big bottle of bleach to tackle my bathroom...i scrubbed for about an hour while my mom worked on my kitchen, but no matter how hard i cleaned it felt as if i was making no progress, then my mother reminded me that my 80-90 year old apartment was not going to look new, so we finished up...then it was time to drug my girls, and well i was a wimp and just couldnt do it, they went crazy when i tried to get the to take the little dramamine pill that the vet had okayed, so i stopped, crying i could not put my girls through it and i decided that riding home with two fully awake, large felines would just be my sacrifice for them...we then loaded up the last bit of things and hit the road...it was crazy, i felt that i hadnt lived there more than a few months when i left, but i remembered all my amazing times with my girls, my friends, and my school books, i will miss homewood.............on the road, and surprisingly my girls went to sleep for the entire trip, they both also slept together in their cage, it was so nice to just drive in piece...it was my first resting moment in a very long time, i just listened to my choir music and drove, singing so i wouldnt fall asleep...so we drove, and drove, and drove more, i swear it has never taken anyone as long to get from birmingham to jackson as it did us that day, we left brimingham at 345 pm and did not get to my house until 9pm (to give you an idea of the average time trip, i can usually get home in 3 hours)...so home, and what is next, not rest, but unpacking....i shifted through the truck to find my most essentials to keep in my small upstairs bed room, then unloading the huge couch, which probably was very amusing to see my mom and myself trying to pick up the gimongus creature that is my couch...so it was all unloaded into the garage and i was beginning to see the light at the end of it all, finally it was time to unlad the rest of the truck into storage, and then turn in the truck...we ended up at sonic at 11pm, it had been a long day, so we ate...then i slept, good...

ADVENTURES IN MOVING (Part I)

FRIDAY, AUGUST 5

so this day wasn't too bad, well if you dont count the three exams, inability to hold anything down because of excessive nausea, and my broken bumper held together with duct tape...so i finally finish my last exam, how i did i still dont know, nor do i care, and what is it doing when i leave this final final at 745 pm but raining cats and dogs, i mean it was hailing too...but at this point i walked slowly to my car, exausted but excited to finish my academic life at UAB, i mean, that was it...I HAVE GRADUATED...its nice....so anyway i go home to my boxed up apartment to find a large budget rental truck that my mother has shockingly driven from jackson to birmingham in one piece, the massive truck was in front of my apartment encompassing 3 parking spaces...so i go upstairs to find my mother working so lovingly at packing up the rest of my nasty cat hair apartment...we worked into the wee hours of the night (keep in mind that wee hours for me in 11 pm), so i finally got into bed a little after midnight, exausted and laying on a matress on the floor i tried to get to sleep...and it worked i actually fell asleep, well that is until my sister becca called me at 2 am in a state less than her natural best, after that i slept no more, with the cats running all over me (for i was on the floor and therefore a new toy) i lied there thinking about how this was my last night in my first 'real' home that i made for myself, well thinking and praying that God would just let me sleep for one hour...then the alarm, it was 6 am and time to start saturday...

okay, so i know i should be studying right now, but honestly i dont really care...i just got an email from one of my best friends, who well i dont know if she is my friend anymore, turns out that i made a comment that came out completely wrong, ya know when what is in your head comes out of your mouth 180 degrees different from what you thought...i now, well as i sit in campbell hall (b/c i have no more internet at home) i am trying to not cry...this is not a good day...three exams today, i leave b-ham t/m, and this on top of that is just the straw...i know that i need to go home and blah, blah...but i am scared, scared that the world here in birmingham will just keep on going without me, and i know it will, but i mean like i didnt exist...does this make sense...everyone's life will stay the same but mine, and i am afraid i am going to be trapped...i havent seen many of my friends this summer, but i want you all to know how much i will miss you...you all have had such an important part in my life i it kills me to leave, i will always consider yall my friends and hope you will do the same...anyway, enough rambling, not many people will even read this...i guess ill try to study...

the last girls night...sniff, sniff

quote of the day

"Don't dip the wiseman in your ketchup"