Or not . . .

My sister-in-law is in the hospital . . . Stacy had to have emergency surgery yesterday to remove an abscess. It's really sad . . . Tim called me this afternoon to tell me that Jon had told him, and I called Jon and Jon said she's ok and she will be out of the hospital tomorrow. I didn't think to ask which hospital so I can't call and see if I could get her number and call her.
~MK

Ponders . . .

I was watching D-3 with Amy tonight, and I DIDN'T CRY! I have never been able to watch that movie without crying before. I couldn't concentrate on "Un Adios" today and Mr. Svenningson will be very disappointed in me. But . . . when one is pondering, how DOES one concentrate on a song that she doesn't even understand because she can barely sing in English -- let's not even get into the whole Spanish thing. It is very windy and cold today. Nice day for hot chocolate, but alas, now that I think about it, I forgot to bring the box my mom said I could have. How sad!!
~MK

Yay rain . . .

It's a dreary day. It's drizzling and misty. It's awesome. Every day should be like this. I can relate to this kind of day. My hair behaves better when it's humid, so it's kinda cool. I have to practice my music for like an hour today. Blah -- STUPID LOVE SONGS! I think I need some chocolate.
~MK

Wheee!

The application essay is DONE! Whee! I've been so stressed out over it for the past 3 months, but when I finally sat down to write it, it all kinda fit in together in a beautiful way. I'm not so sure what to do now though because I wrote it out by hand and it's 2 pages front and back -- kinda long. I'm thinking I'm going to type it up, and it should fit on one sheet.

I am thinking of taking Into to Creative Writing next semester. I really, really want to take it, cuz it would be so much fun, but my advisor may veto it because she'll probably tell me that I need to take Abnormal Psych instead. But I really want to take Intro to CW -- I can't write love stories cuz I don't know what love is, but it would be fun to write stories about bunnies and Charlie the Chipmunk and an evil gopher who digs a whole that I step into and break my foot. Then it rains and the hole fills with water and Margaret the Octopus spontaneously generates in the hole. Whee! Wouldn't that be fun? And I could write a story called "Me and my Deltoids" about nearly ruining my pretty pink shoes when I almost dumped mop water on them.

Wheee!
~MK

We hold these truths to be self-evident . . .

. . . That Mari Kate is determined to fail all of her classes. I didn't know about last Friday's test until two days before. I didn't know about the one today until I got to class five minutes late. I think I did ok though, even though I had no clue and we haven't had class in 2 weeks. It was cool though, cuz the prof usually lectures either before or after the tests (they're only 20 questions, and it takes only 15-20 minutes), but today she just went over an assignment and then let us go a half hour early. :-)

~MK

K is a meanyhead

That's right, you are now a meanyhead.
~MK

Quoes from Sunday

"Then I turned into a rebel . . . " ~me

Me: "What day was it on Friday?"
KJ: "Um . . . Friday?"

"It's because I am a rebel." ~me

"The idea that you're a rebel is really cute." ~JB

"I got STUFF!" ~me

BLAH

Why do my friends have to be so stupid? Now I am really depressed. I give up . . . When can I leave this wretched school?

17 hours . . .

In 17 hours I will be somewhat sane once again. Then my A&P practical will be done.

My list for tonight:
~Study A&P (after I go get stuff from State Street if they are still open)
~Call my mom about someone if I feel like fighting with her

Friday:
~Take lab practical
~Go to Microbiology
~Print nursing school app and articles for my papers
~Fill out application
~Call my mom about legal matters
~Help Acheytta with her bike
~A&P worksheets
~Study psych
~Start Bio paper

Saturday:
~Study Psych if I'm not done with it
~Begin/work on paper (depending on if I did anything on Friday)
~Any other homework that I have to turn in next week
~Write a letter or e-mail if I have time

Sunday:
~Go to church
~Ponder
~Not do anything

~MK

Midsemester break is done . . .

You don't realize what you have until it and all your customers are gone, and you go back to the crab spread. Then you think about what you just lost, what was said and how much the person cared, and you cry over your crab spread, wishing that it didn't have to be that way, and knowing that he didn't want it to be that way either. Coworkers see you crying and tell you to go home, because there is absolutely nothing traumatic enough about crab spread that it should make you cry. You leave, only to go home and argue with your parents for two hours until your phone rings and you answer and are invited to come back to work for another 6-1/2 hours. This time you are giggly and fun, because your parents agreed to think about fixing it for you. That is a major accomplishment!
~MK

Enough already . . .

I went to ask Dr. G. a question about an assignment today, and he had this annoying look on his face the entire time I was talking to him, as if he was thinking "You're so adorable to think you're going to pass this class . . . You're way too cute to be smart enough to write a good paper . . . " I wanted to kick him. Loser boy . . . I know I don't look like a biology chick, and I'm NOT a biology chick, but that doesn't mean I can't write papers. The lowest grade I've ever gotten on a paper was a B- so one would HOPE I could at least get a passing grade on one for his class. Although it wouldn't surprise me if he gave me an F on it just for the fun of it.

Yet another person to add to my list of things/people to kick when my foot is better. This broken third proximal philange business is no fun . . . .
~MK

Paper puncher dates

It's really funny how I can know exactly what is meant by the cryptic remark, "Stupid paper puncher" but I can't figure out why I feel how I feel. It's especially sad considering that how I feel is directly related to the meaning of that statement. Stupid boys . . . I don't even have a paper puncher to go on a date with . . . :-(
~MK

Insaneness

I had a project and paper due today, and it would have been cool except that I didn't know about the paper part until yesterday. I have never skipped class, and I pay attention ALWAYS in class (well, most of the time), and I didn't understand how the prof was supposed to figure out what my project meant, so I went to ask her about it. She said, "You're supposed to write a paper explaining the project. I don't know if I mentioned it in class." I was like, "It would have been cool to know that earlier . . . " Aw, well. Then I was trying to write the paper, and I had to switch my drives, and it was 2:00 in the morning, and I completely forgot that every time you switch the drives, the computer freezes and you have to restart it. I didn't save it before I switched it, so I cried when I realized what happened. I restarted the computer, expecting to have to rewrite the entire paper. When I opened the program again, it asked if I wanted to use a time-saved copy of what I had been working on (I don't think I've ever seen that before!), and I only had to rewrite about 6 sentences. :-)
~MK