Oh, look who's being productive today:
1. Loan application - check. Okay, almost check because the stupid security system locked me out when I was thisclose to finishing. Bah! Now I have to call them on Monday....
2. Preliminary online applications two 2 internship programs - check.
3. Letters of recommendation request to two faculties - check.
4. Look up required textbooks - check.
5. Order required textbooks - check. I cringed at the cost....
6. Find out my schedule - check.
7. Choose 1st, 2nd, and 3rd choices for clinical days - check.
I still have agibizziliion things to do this coming week in preparation for the upcoming semester. I am excited and nervous at the same time, though it's a different kind of excitement and fear than that when I was about to start my first semester. This time, it's more...excited for what is more and scared because I know it will be harder and busier and more than likely more chaotic. Oh, and getting back to the swing of things after a month of vacation isn't exactly easy. A month of time off have rendered me quite lazy and useless, hah! Not complaining though, it was good to relax and veg, vegging is necessary every once in a while, I promote the vegging.
Now it's time to get this ride back on the road again, and as a result I have signed up to volunteer at the new students orientations. Yes, i know I've mentioned I did that already, but my school holds this series of orientations every semester, it's a bit too much but hey, anything to help out the new kids, right?
So that's that. New year is here and I'm gearing up for the new semester. There is a lot of exciting things that I'm working on happening this year, so I'm hopeful. For now, I'm going to rummage to the fridge for food. Food is good.
Showing posts with label school. Show all posts
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Saturday, January 5, 2008
Monday, December 3, 2007
I need a journal, like a non-electronic journal.
I need an medium sized empty notebook/journal thing and I keep forgetting to buy it and that means I keep forgetting what to write. Bah! This forgetfullness is not conducive to my writing because a lot of times when I'm away from the computer and home (which is like 80% of my day), I have thoughts running in my mind. A lot of thoughts, about everything and nothing, fiction and non, deep and random, and what have you, and It happens during lectures and labs, while waiting for the bus and in the bus, when I'm falling asleep, and blah blah blah. It's really annoying sometimes, but what can a girl do? Well, what I do is that I usually just look like I'm a deer in the headlights when my mind goes somewhere else until something or someone snaps me back to present day.
When it happens I get all excited because yay I have something to write about! But then I get all bummed because boo, I'm not in front of the computer and I won't be until like 12356126 hours later. Oh, the sorrow of life.... Anyway, when I do get to the computer 12356126 hours later, I'm all tired and cranky from this thing called school and I want to write but nothing is hardly ever produced from my tired and cranky mind. This brain, we need to have a talk, it needs to cooperate when I need it to.
Enters this journal. I've been thinking about getting it after an advice from someone but, again, this thing called school messes up with the to do list that I have in, yes, the brain. See, what do I tell you? This brain and I need to have a talk STAT. It needs to remember stuffs other than school stuffs, like stuffs pertaining to LIFE, assuming I have one outside of school. Again, see how many times "school" has been mentioned so far? You get the idea.
Anyhoo, I can carry said journal wherever I go, and when when my mind starts running with thoughts--like, everytime--I can whip journal out and jot down the thoughts, then the mind can stop running--at least that's my plan. Mind, you hear me? Brain, you hear that too? Now the thing is, I need to actually go buy it. My goal is to buy at before the year ends. Heh.
Oh, and it's Christmas time, which means presents--buying presents for others. I used to shout with glee when it comes to buying presents for others, this altruistic heart of mine actually likes getting stuffs for others. But if you have been paying attention to this post, you should know what I'm going to say about this. Do you?
If you said I'm going to say I have turned into the grinch, you're very wrong and you need to actually read this post instead of skimming through it. Now go back to the beginning and read again. However, if you said I haven't done my Christmas shopping because I have no time, then ding ding ding ding ding! You're right. School has put the kibosh on the Christmas shopping.
So friends, I most likely won't have anything materialistic to give you this Christmas. I only have love and warm wishes to give to you (hey that sounds like a Hallmark card!). Heck, I don't even know what I want for Christmas, I'm too scatterbrained to think. That journal, it's becoming like water to me. Its necessity has become that crucial to my well function. Sometimes, I think it'd be easier if I don't write, but then I think well, then what do I do when I procrastinate? No writing meaningless/random posts? Whaaa?! No!
So the point of my writing this is actually because I'm near the computer and 20 minutes away of going to class, and darn it I need to jot down something really important, which is:
Must.go.to.Target.after.school.to.buy.journal.
When it happens I get all excited because yay I have something to write about! But then I get all bummed because boo, I'm not in front of the computer and I won't be until like 12356126 hours later. Oh, the sorrow of life.... Anyway, when I do get to the computer 12356126 hours later, I'm all tired and cranky from this thing called school and I want to write but nothing is hardly ever produced from my tired and cranky mind. This brain, we need to have a talk, it needs to cooperate when I need it to.
Enters this journal. I've been thinking about getting it after an advice from someone but, again, this thing called school messes up with the to do list that I have in, yes, the brain. See, what do I tell you? This brain and I need to have a talk STAT. It needs to remember stuffs other than school stuffs, like stuffs pertaining to LIFE, assuming I have one outside of school. Again, see how many times "school" has been mentioned so far? You get the idea.
Anyhoo, I can carry said journal wherever I go, and when when my mind starts running with thoughts--like, everytime--I can whip journal out and jot down the thoughts, then the mind can stop running--at least that's my plan. Mind, you hear me? Brain, you hear that too? Now the thing is, I need to actually go buy it. My goal is to buy at before the year ends. Heh.
Oh, and it's Christmas time, which means presents--buying presents for others. I used to shout with glee when it comes to buying presents for others, this altruistic heart of mine actually likes getting stuffs for others. But if you have been paying attention to this post, you should know what I'm going to say about this. Do you?
If you said I'm going to say I have turned into the grinch, you're very wrong and you need to actually read this post instead of skimming through it. Now go back to the beginning and read again. However, if you said I haven't done my Christmas shopping because I have no time, then ding ding ding ding ding! You're right. School has put the kibosh on the Christmas shopping.
So friends, I most likely won't have anything materialistic to give you this Christmas. I only have love and warm wishes to give to you (hey that sounds like a Hallmark card!). Heck, I don't even know what I want for Christmas, I'm too scatterbrained to think. That journal, it's becoming like water to me. Its necessity has become that crucial to my well function. Sometimes, I think it'd be easier if I don't write, but then I think well, then what do I do when I procrastinate? No writing meaningless/random posts? Whaaa?! No!
So the point of my writing this is actually because I'm near the computer and 20 minutes away of going to class, and darn it I need to jot down something really important, which is:
Must.go.to.Target.after.school.to.buy.journal.
Tuesday, November 20, 2007
Gobble Gobble
I'm done with the last exams before finals start, in which I got 96 on Concepts, 90 on Pharmacology, 85 on Assessment. Mwaahahhaa....
Thanksgiving break is finally here, but heh, I'm not really excited because Thanksgiving break = practicing for head to toe check off = NO FUN! Plus, I'm going on a church trip--a 12 hour bus trip. Needless to say, I'm bringing my Assessment book, stethoscope, reflex hammer, pen light, and what have you with me, and you bet your bottom dollar I'd be practicing on my roommate any chance I get a break. The poor thing....
Oh, so on Sunday whilst at the neighborhood Starbucks (studying of course), the barista said a completely different thing than the medical center Starbucks barista. This one said, "I love your outfit, it's very Audrey Hepburn!" Hah! Them non medical center baristas are so sheltered from the world of sleep deprived and stressed out health related students....
Today, I woke up at 10:20 am. 10:20! That's the latest I've slept in for in like 6 months, though after waking up at 4 am the last 7 Tuesdays, I was frantic when I saw 10:20 on the clock.
First, I thought "WTH?! Why am I not at the hospital?!"
Second, I thought my CI is going to kill me.
Third, I thought it's going to take at least 10 minutes trying to locate my scrubs amidst the pile of clothes on in my room.
Fourth, I thought, "Oh, wait a minute...."
Fifth, I thought "Dammit, I could've studied more head to toe had I woken up earlier!!!"
Gah, my head is so screwed. There is nothing up there beside school, hospital, and studying. My bestfriend informed me this weekend that she got stressed just by watching me study. Meanwhile, my other bestfriend, who is studying to be a Physician Assistant, studied with me while she was in town visiting during her in-between-rotation break. I guess I'm not alone in the world of nerdyness....
Anyway, I have to start packing for the trip. I wish you all a very happy Thanksgiving, eat aplenty and be safe!
Thanksgiving break is finally here, but heh, I'm not really excited because Thanksgiving break = practicing for head to toe check off = NO FUN! Plus, I'm going on a church trip--a 12 hour bus trip. Needless to say, I'm bringing my Assessment book, stethoscope, reflex hammer, pen light, and what have you with me, and you bet your bottom dollar I'd be practicing on my roommate any chance I get a break. The poor thing....
Oh, so on Sunday whilst at the neighborhood Starbucks (studying of course), the barista said a completely different thing than the medical center Starbucks barista. This one said, "I love your outfit, it's very Audrey Hepburn!" Hah! Them non medical center baristas are so sheltered from the world of sleep deprived and stressed out health related students....
Today, I woke up at 10:20 am. 10:20! That's the latest I've slept in for in like 6 months, though after waking up at 4 am the last 7 Tuesdays, I was frantic when I saw 10:20 on the clock.
First, I thought "WTH?! Why am I not at the hospital?!"
Second, I thought my CI is going to kill me.
Third, I thought it's going to take at least 10 minutes trying to locate my scrubs amidst the pile of clothes on in my room.
Fourth, I thought, "Oh, wait a minute...."
Fifth, I thought "Dammit, I could've studied more head to toe had I woken up earlier!!!"
Gah, my head is so screwed. There is nothing up there beside school, hospital, and studying. My bestfriend informed me this weekend that she got stressed just by watching me study. Meanwhile, my other bestfriend, who is studying to be a Physician Assistant, studied with me while she was in town visiting during her in-between-rotation break. I guess I'm not alone in the world of nerdyness....
Anyway, I have to start packing for the trip. I wish you all a very happy Thanksgiving, eat aplenty and be safe!
Wednesday, October 3, 2007
Tuesday, I don't like you.
Tuesday in the life of Cee.
4 am
Wake up. Get ready and put scrubs on, only to take the pants off again because I put them on backwards. This is normal when you get dressed half asleep.
5 am
Bus leaves from the park and ride.
6: 10 am
Bus gets to the transit center near school. Put bag in school's locker, almost forgetting the stethoscope. This is also normal when you're half asleep.
6: 35 am
Meet with group mates and instructor at the school lobby. Walk to Designated hospital together.
6:45 am
Breakfast at McDonalds, which is located inside the cafeteria of Designated hospital and the children hospital. Yes, McDonalds inside a hospital--children's hospital nonetheless, go figure....
7 am-10 am
Group is introduced to the floors on which we will have our clinical for the next 7 weeks.
10 am
A hint of back and foot aches due to hours of constant walking and standing up. We repeat "we'll get used to this" like a mantra. We also understand the existence ugly looking shoes on the nurses and techs. "Maybe," we think, "Those ugly shoes are comfortable after all...". Thus begins the battle of holding on to your I'm-never-ever-wearing-those-ugly-shoes principle versus giving into them ugly shoes for the sake of your feet and back.
10:05 am
Group goes into a patient's room and watch instructor does an assessment on the patient.
11 am
Instructor sends us to our respective floors to gather information from a patient's chart and the Designated hospital's computer system, and eventually meet said patient and do a short assessment.
12 pm
Clinical orientation ends, "real" clinical starts next week.
12:30 pm
Meet back at school with lunch for a post-clinical conference.
2 pm
A bunch of us nap in an empty classroom while the other bunch study a few feet away. I question my decision to nap instead of studying for a second and decided that nap takes precedence to studying.
3 pm
Wake up from a hell of a fabulous power nap. Feel sorry for the aforementioned studious friends, they should have napped and ditch the books.
4 pm
Pharmacology lecture starts. Those who have clinical earlier in the day mutter curses.
7 pm
Pharmacology lecture ends. Those who have clinical earlier in the day appear zombie-like.
8 pm
Step foot in my room for the first time since morning, 16 hours earlier.
9 pm
Crash.
4 am
Wake up. Get ready and put scrubs on, only to take the pants off again because I put them on backwards. This is normal when you get dressed half asleep.
5 am
Bus leaves from the park and ride.
6: 10 am
Bus gets to the transit center near school. Put bag in school's locker, almost forgetting the stethoscope. This is also normal when you're half asleep.
6: 35 am
Meet with group mates and instructor at the school lobby. Walk to Designated hospital together.
6:45 am
Breakfast at McDonalds, which is located inside the cafeteria of Designated hospital and the children hospital. Yes, McDonalds inside a hospital--children's hospital nonetheless, go figure....
7 am-10 am
Group is introduced to the floors on which we will have our clinical for the next 7 weeks.
10 am
A hint of back and foot aches due to hours of constant walking and standing up. We repeat "we'll get used to this" like a mantra. We also understand the existence ugly looking shoes on the nurses and techs. "Maybe," we think, "Those ugly shoes are comfortable after all...". Thus begins the battle of holding on to your I'm-never-ever-wearing-those-ugly-shoes principle versus giving into them ugly shoes for the sake of your feet and back.
10:05 am
Group goes into a patient's room and watch instructor does an assessment on the patient.
11 am
Instructor sends us to our respective floors to gather information from a patient's chart and the Designated hospital's computer system, and eventually meet said patient and do a short assessment.
12 pm
Clinical orientation ends, "real" clinical starts next week.
12:30 pm
Meet back at school with lunch for a post-clinical conference.
2 pm
A bunch of us nap in an empty classroom while the other bunch study a few feet away. I question my decision to nap instead of studying for a second and decided that nap takes precedence to studying.
3 pm
Wake up from a hell of a fabulous power nap. Feel sorry for the aforementioned studious friends, they should have napped and ditch the books.
4 pm
Pharmacology lecture starts. Those who have clinical earlier in the day mutter curses.
7 pm
Pharmacology lecture ends. Those who have clinical earlier in the day appear zombie-like.
8 pm
Step foot in my room for the first time since morning, 16 hours earlier.
9 pm
Crash.
Monday, September 17, 2007
School, out!
In the last 7 days, the school has been closed twice. 'Tis fabulous.
The first time was due to weather. The forecast from the night before was not promising, so we got a notice that there will be no classes until noon. I had an evening lab for that day anyway, I just went to work at 12 instead of 9. Huzzah for sleeping in!
The second time was due to water outtage, not a single toilet in all eight floors of the building is restroom. Now you know you gotta cancel classes when it is after lunch and you've got students frantically scouring every floor for a working toilet, only to find all toilets were backed up and disgusting. Quote of the day was courtesy of a pregnant classmate, "If you ain't got any toilet, you've got any bottle or bucket or whatever for me?! 'Cuz I got to pee every 15 minutes, dammit!" You just can't go against a pregnant woman and nature's call.
And you know your social life isborderline non existent when you're happy that school is out not because you can enjoy the rest of the day out with your friends, but because you'd have more time to study for the Pharmacology test the next day....
The first time was due to weather. The forecast from the night before was not promising, so we got a notice that there will be no classes until noon. I had an evening lab for that day anyway, I just went to work at 12 instead of 9. Huzzah for sleeping in!
The second time was due to water outtage, not a single toilet in all eight floors of the building is restroom. Now you know you gotta cancel classes when it is after lunch and you've got students frantically scouring every floor for a working toilet, only to find all toilets were backed up and disgusting. Quote of the day was courtesy of a pregnant classmate, "If you ain't got any toilet, you've got any bottle or bucket or whatever for me?! 'Cuz I got to pee every 15 minutes, dammit!" You just can't go against a pregnant woman and nature's call.
And you know your social life is
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