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Brave New World

Sun, 01 Nov 2009 01:16:10 GMT

Well, I did it. I finally finished school. Yay! I graduated last Saturday. Wow, I've officially been graduated for a whole week. How crazy is that? Next week I begin the grueling process of studying for the board exam.

I've been reading books like crazy. For the first time in almost 3 years I've been able to read guilt free, which has been absolutely fantastic.

The great weight loss extravaganza has begun. Daily working out with my wii has made me quite sore, but I'm hoping it'll be worth it in the end.

Ward Care...Slowly Draining my Will to Live

Fri, 13 Mar 2009 16:45:45 GMT

Okay, not true. It's not slowly draining...it's quickly draining. What a week. Three mornings in a row of getting up at 5 a.m. Not very popular with one who has trouble being away at 7 a.m. One of the washers went on the fritz last night. So, we're down to one washer for a mountain of laundry. Fun, fun. I've gotten to clean dog room every a.m. shift I've been on, and thankfully, there hasn't been to much gross stuff to clean up. Yay!

Finals are next week. I can't believe I'm headed into my final phase of classes. I cannot wait to be done! This next eleven weeks are going to be nothing short of hectic and it is quite possible I may go crazy. No, I won't go crazy, but I'm sure I'll be tempted toward that end.

Reading over my last few posts, I find that I'm very disgruntled with myself. I sound whiny (spelling?), and not at all like the person I imagine myself to be. Let me just say this, I'm done moping about things I have no control over. Life's too short, and it's not worth it.

While I'm thinking about it, does anyone know what the tag on the 2/13 episode of Psych was? My tape cut out right before the final commercial break.

Stressed? Me? No....

Wed, 04 Mar 2009 23:00:10 GMT

Okay, so upon reading over my last blog entry I realized that it wasn't really a true reflection of how I felt. There were parts of it that were true. However, I wrote it and I probably shouldn't have. See, I've been very stressed, and I'm not thinking straight. I'm speaking (or in this case writing) and then thinking. Not necessarily a wise move. Nothing too deep tonight, I'm just really tired and stressed out. Don't take me seriously right now.

Countdown to Extern: 12 weeks and 2 days!

This little piggy went wii, wii, wii all the way home...

Tue, 24 Feb 2009 18:05:49 GMT

I have never been into video games. They were one of those things that I really could care less about. That was why I was a bit surprised at myself, a few months ago, when I suddenly developed a desire to own a Wii. Actually, I really wanted to get Wii fit, since it appeared to be a pretty good exercise program. I decided that I if I got a good tax refund I would invest in a Wii. Well, last night my new toy finally arrived. My first mistake was trying to put it all together while watching Chuck. Thankfully, even though I was distracted, I did manage to figure it all out. Never before have I been put through so much hassle for something so small. I called my best friend in the middle of being up to my eyeballs in cords and remotes and said, "I feel like I've given birth. Never before has something so small required so many cords. I can't imagine that birth is much more painful." However, I really am enjoying it. Especially, the whole part where it told me that I'm fat. Duh, I know that. That's why I bought the thing.

Other bits and pieces about my life right now...

I've only got thirteen weeks and three days left until my externship. I'm so excited. I love school, but after 2+ years I'm ready for no tests and no homework.

Puppets 'n Praiz is getting ready to start up again. After six years I get to do puppetry again, and I can hardly contain myself. It's surprised me how excited I am. I think I love puppets even more than I love my whole vet tech thing. Who would have known that my true passion would be puppetry. I've really missed it, and cannot wait to see how God's gonna use this new team.

Fun with Teeth

Wed, 20 Aug 2008 16:06:24 GMT

That's right ladies and gentlemen, I do not have perfect teeth. To think that I got through my childhood with no teeth problems is simply unbelievable. However, my good teeth run is finally, finally over. Now, of course, I had to deal with the dreaded impacted wisdom teeth a few years ago. And I have had to deal with the fun of the occasional filling in the last two years. However, nothing could have prepared me for this last week.

I had been having headaches and my mom's sound advice was that I should go visit Mr. Dentist. I kept shrugging off this advice, thinking, "It'll get better." Well it didn't and I finally realized that if I didn't do something I would have to go through ward care week and finals with terrible pain. So, I set up an appointment and went to see the dentist on Sunday 8/10. (yes, my dentist is open on Sunday, and yes I did go to church that morning.) Well, it turned out that my upper right molars were the problem. One had a filling that had cracked, and it needed to be crowned, the other just needed a filling. So, I survived most of last week until Friday night at about 6:30. I had eaten some ice cream and just afterwards I got this explosive pain in my bottom right jaw. It felt like a firework was going off. So, I called the dentist and they could get me in. Back I went and this time I learned that the three back teeth (two molars and a premolar) had cavities. I spent Friday night, Saturday, and Sunday morning filled with high powered pain meds. I went and got the teeth filled on Sunday. So, after this coming Sunday I'll have been to the dentist four times. Not fun at all.

Finals have been incredibly hard. I just keep reminding myself that I've only got forty more weeks of class after this week and then my ten weeks of externship, and then I'm done!

And now for something completely different...Part 1

Sat, 19 Jul 2008 00:43:13 GMT

-Those Visa Olympic comercials give me a lump in my throat and make tears well up in my eyes every time I see them.

-I've got a 90% in Pharmocology. Who would've guessed it?

-I really want to see Dark Knight, but it looks so incredibly freaky.

-Why can't people invest in decent non-see through curtains?

-I want my hair to grow back. I cut it for a good cause, but I hate how it just hangs their now.

-I'm really enjoying season 4 of Atlantis.

The Idiots Guide to Losing Your Dream Guy

Tue, 15 Jul 2008 02:20:17 GMT

(*This is an essay that I've written for my communications class at school.)

February 12, 2007will forever live in my memory. That was the day I thought to myself, "Hey, Valentine's Day isn't a crappy enough holiday. I should do something to make it really stink." I then went and broke things off with a very nice young man with whom I shared feelings of deep in-likeness. To make this story more even more painful, I should mention that I ended things with a "Dear John" e-mail. That is right ladies and gentlemen, I am a weasel.

While I did have very good reasons for ending things, the truth of the matter is, I was scared. That nice young man could have been my Mr. Darcy, my Mr. Rochester, my Sir Percival Blakeney, my Doctor. However, as soon as things began to get serious I made certain that he would not have the chance to break my heart.

Since I am fairly certain that there are several girls out there who wish they were as self-destructive as I am, I would like to take a few moments to share my plan for successfully losing Mr. Right.

The first step on the path is to losing your dream guy is to find him. To locate him you must first decide what you are looking for. Sometimes it helps to make a list of what you want Mr. Wonderful's qualities to be. Once you have decided what you want, it is time to find him.

There are many ways to go about finding the boy. Should you want to be old fashioned, you can enlist family and friends to be on the lookout and hook you up. Perhaps that does not appeal to you. Not to worry, there is always the do-it-yourself route. This involves getting together with a guy that you meet in any place from the airport to the zoo. If that approach is not for you, that is okay. We live in a modern world, and a little invention called the internet is available. There are several websites that will-for a fee-connect you with your soulmate. If you are concerned about the safety of this method, just remember that you can just as easily meet Mr. Creepy in cyberspace as you can in real space.

Once you have found the perfect guy, it is time to put part two of this plan in motion. That is right, it is time to learn to despise yourself. Now, if you already hate yourself, feel free to skip this step. However, if you suffer from good self-esteem prepare to take notes.

One of the largest components of this is negative self talk. To properly do this you must first figure out most-or if you are an over-achiever-or all of your flaws. Regularly remind yourself of these flaws. You can create a mental chant to help. For example, "I'm too fat. I'm too ugly. I'm too whiny. I'm too smart." A few days of this will lead to proper self-loathing. Above all, always remember that you do not deserve him.

Should the negative self talk not make you feel completely worthless, try letting your bedroom become messy. Your goal should be to have so much clutter that you cannot see the floor, and you also risk breaking your neck by merely being in the room. The mess should make you feel completely despondent.

Once you have decided that you have less value than a cockroach, it is time to finally get rid of the guy.

"You picked a fine time to leave me, Lucille." go the words of an old song. That's right, it is time to, "Wash that man right out of your hair, and send him on his way."

Just how, exactly, do you do this? You could rely on the old stand-by's: being overly clingy or calling every few minutes and leaving irritating voicemails. However, why not be creative? You could fake being in the Witness Protection program. This allows for a very emotional good-bye and you do not have to worry about him trying to contact you. However, moving might not be a bad idea if you want it to truly work. Another tact you could try would be developing bizarre habits. For example, you could leave one spoonful of food in a container in the fridge, and when anyone goes to throw it you could go hysterical. However, if you have money to waste, and you do not mind being incredibly cruel do the following: fake your death, send him a specially printed newspaper with your obituary, and have an urn-filled with who knows what-delivered to him. Granted, not only is this method heartless, but once again you will have to move to make this successful.

If you follow these simple methods you are guaranteed to drive away and/or terrify any normal non-psychotic male. Just remember that once you have found your dream guy, you need to learn to hate yourself, and then do everything in your power to lose him. However, if after learning these steps you decide that you do not want to die old and alone, and be forever remembered as the crazy cat person; then the best relationship advice I can offer is:

"You got to know when to hold 'em, know when to fold 'em,
Know when to walk away and know when to run.
You never count your money when you're sittin' at the table.
There'll be time enough for countin' when the dealin's done."

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There, that's my essay, and I think it's a fair piece of work. I'd love to hear feedback on it.

On a more personal note: If that certain young man who I so cruelly tossed out of my life is reading this, I just want to say, I'm so, so sorry. What I did to you proved I was nothing more than a cold-hearted, vile beast. I'm not asking for forgivness, but I want you to know that a year and a half later the way I treated you is still something I regret. I hope you are happy, and I hope that life is kind to you.

I just gotta be me...

Wed, 28 May 2008 15:08:36 GMT

What’s the habit you’re proudest of breaking? I would love to say that chewing my nails is the habit I am proudest of breaking, but I cannot. When I was little I chewed my nails all the time. Then when I was thirteen I really wanted to start wearing nail polish, and my mom told me that I had to let my nails grow if I wanted to start wearing nail polish. Therefore, I managed to stop chewing my nails. However, I am not completely broken of the habit, because whenever I get stressed or watch a tense movie at least one nail on each hand suffers.
What’s your favorite web site? I do not actually have a favorite website, because there are several that I regularly visit. Besides, there are so many websites that are constantly being created and changed, it almost seems a crime to pick a favorite.
What’s your favorite school supply? Sharpies, they are so much fun. Permanent has never been so awesome.
What’s the best bargain you’ve ever found at a garage sale or thrift store? I once found two jigsaw puzzles that retailed for 15 dollars for 75 cents apiece.
What’s your least favorite word? Moist. The word just sounds disgusting.
If you had to be named after one of the 50 states, which would it be? Arizona, because it is easy to say and can be shortened to a nickname quite easily. Unlike my name which almost never gets pronounced correctly, and I was twenty before someone was able to create a short nickname from it.
What’s your favorite tree? My favorite tree is the tree that is in the Lied Jungle at the zoo. It is really large, and amazing. (Since I cannot pull it up online currently I cannot remember the name)
What’s the most memorable class you’ve ever taken? My second semester of sophomore year at Tabor I took an 8 am class with my friend Jen called Beginning Instruments. Since we were both on the track to become music teachers I had to take it. It was a lot of fun and was taught by my super hyper, caffeine addicted band director.
What’s your favorite joke? So the Zen master steps up to the hot dog cart and says: “Make me one with everything." The hot dog vendor fixes a hot dog and hands it to the Zen master, who pays with a $20 bill. The hot dog vendor puts the bill in the cash drawer and closes the drawer. "Where's my change?" asks the Zen master. The hot dog vendor responds: "Change must come from within."
What’s your favorite commercial? The Coca-Cola Fritz Commercial. Back in 2006, one Saturday morning, I went to see Chronicles of Narnia: The Lion, The Witch, and The Wardrobe with my parents at the Oakview AMC theater. We got there about an hour early and for forty minutes before the film began the theater ran only three commercials. One was for a body shop. One was for a varicose vein fixing place. The third and best was the Coca-Cola Fritz commercial. I still love this commercial. It is absolutely ridiculous, but that has not squelched my enjoyment.
If you could go to Disney World with any celebrity alive today, who would it be? Kermit the Frog. I think he would have a very fun, entertaining perspective on the magic kingdom.
If you could have a super power, what would it be? I would have the power to absorb other people’s superpowers so that I could use any power I wanted to.
Name five songs to which you know all the lyrics. (Better yet, sing them.)O Mio Babino Caro, Without You, Diamonds are a Girl’s Best Friend, I’ll Fly Away, Some Veggies Went To Sea
What’s your favorite infomercial? Favorite infomercial is pretty much any of them that just when you think the commercial is done they say, “But wait, there’s more. If you call in the next ten minutes we’ll send you (enter amount here) more of the (enter worthless product here)…”
What’s the longest you’ve ever waited in line? I don’t remember ever waiting in line for longer than twenty minutes. That only has been twice. The first time was for The Fury of the Nile at World’s of fun, and the second was for the 7 pm Saturday night show of Chronicles of Narnia: The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe.
Which character in a book is a lot like you? How? I identify with Eowyn from Lord of the Rings the most because she had experienced a lot of hurt and loss, and I have had a lot of hurt and loss.
Which character from a movie you’ve seen is a lot like you? How? Tracy Turnblad from Hairspray. I love singing and dancing and used to dream of being a performer. I also tend to be a little to peppy sometimes Plus, I definitely weigh too much.
What about getting older makes you most afraid? I fear most losing friends and family. Being alone terrifies me.
What has been your favorite job thus far? Working for the Cabela’s phone center. The company actually seemed to care about me and worked with me. It was also the only phone job I ever had that I had a supervisor who listened to me when I said, “Making me listen to myself on recorded calls is pointless, because I only end up feeling irritated and I don’t learn anything from it.”
What things in life make you the most angry? Reality shows make me really angry. Most of them are nothing more than people behaving like idiots and getting attention for it.
If you could change your first name to anything else, what name would you choose? I actually happen to really like my first name, but if I could choose another name it would be Marguerite. Beautiful name used for a very strong character from The Scarlet Pimpernel.
If you could sit down with God and ask one question, what would it be? “Why don’t you take free will away from people when they do bad things?”
Which character from a t.v. show you’ve seen is a lot like you? How?I tend to be a lot like Dr. Rodney McKay from Stargate: SG1 and Stargate: Atlantis. I may not be as smart as he is, but I tend to be very know it all and annoying.
If you could wake up tomorrow speaking a foreign language fluently, which would it be? Elvish. It is a beautiful, fluid language, and I would love to be able to speak it.
If you could do one thing and would never get caught but nobody could ever know, what would that be? Hack into the computer systems of all the world governments and find out what is actually going on and who is plotting what and what big government secrets are out there.
The thing I regret most about my life is that I did not keep trying to become a music teacher. I think I could have been an awesome band director.
If I could accomplish one thing in my lifetime I would write a bestselling fantasy series.
The accomplishment I am proudest of is winning the John Phillips Sousa band award in high school. In my school this was traditionally given to a senior boy, and I managed to win it which was absolutely awesome.
If I could live anywhere in the world I would live in the United Kingdom because it is so beautiful, and I think it would be very easy to feel inspired while living there. Plus, it is where so many of my favorite books are set, and I would love to be able to see it.
The saddest moment in life was when I was nineteen and I learned that my entire life was changing. I learned it from my parents.
My favorite childhood memory is being on puppet team. My mom directed and amazing puppet team and I loved being a part of it.
The thing that scares me the most is being stuck somewhere very high up, surrounded by snakes and spiders.

Was that movie really that good?

Wed, 21 May 2008 14:45:12 GMT

Tonight/early tomorrow morning-if all goes well and the theater doesn't sell out of tickets-I will be seeing Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull. I am not just excited, I am ecstatic, thrilled, etc... I can hardly wait to hear the glorious music on really big speakers. (I told mom that as far as I'm concerned the whole film could suck and I would still be happy as long as I got to hear the music on really big speakers.)

This excitement I feel is akin to what I felt when waiting for Lord of the Rings and The Chronicles of Narnia, and yes, even on some level, for Star Wars. See I didn't get to see the original Indiana Jones films in the theater, so this is like making up for lost time. I find myself wondering if I am psyching myself up too much. Just this last weekend I went and saw Prince Caspian, and I absolutely loved it. True it was not word for word from the book, and sure there are probably things I would have done differently, but I was able to walk away feeling that the story had not strayed to far away from the book. However, this morning I found myself wondering if the film was really as good as I have been raving it was, or if it was just the fact that I was so incredibly excited about it I have convinced myself that it was awesome. After much thought I have come to the conclusion that the film was awesome. (C'mon did you really expect me to come to any other conclusion?)

So, here's hoping that I get to see Indy and that tickets don't sell out, and that the film is as good as I hope, etc...

Ye olde knife pain hath returned...

Mon, 19 May 2008 03:25:03 GMT

A number of years ago I fell in love. I was young and it was my first love and it was with a good friend who-as far as I know-never shared those feelings for me. Needless to say, when he started dating another girl it nearly killed me. I spent quite a few months in mourning, and eventually I moved on. First loves are hard to get over. The one thing I remember the most about the experience is that whenever I thought about this guy I would have this horrible feeling in my stomach that felt just like someone was sticking a knife in and just leaving it. It was horrible. Then it stopped hurting so much. Then after a long time it went away. Until this week.

I don't know why, but this week has been my dark week. I have been back in that place that I was in so many years ago. I haven't been myself at all. People at work noticed, and I'm sure that everyone else around me noticed as well. The worst part was that the knife pain came back. I hadn't missed it, but apparently it had missed me. Long story short, I was a lousy person this week.