Recap:
I graduate with my undergrad in Animal Science and minor in Biology in December
I'm reapplying to vet school right now. Application due October 3rd
My 19 (almost 20) year old dog, Spuds, had to be put to sleep a few weeks ago because he was too out of it :[ RIP
I'm living with an old school friend from high school. So far, besides his obsession with beer and not unpacking, everything is going well.
I love twix. Still.
Also I am now obsessed with Dubstep (where have you been all my life)
Okay.
Wednesday, August 31, 2011
Thursday, April 21, 2011
Stress
I'm so stressed. Last day of school is May 4th. Don't know what I'm doing this summer yet. Vet tech job? IDK. Way too much to type. Wait wtf, how is midnight I need to go to bed.
Sunday, March 27, 2011
Out of Nowhere Blog Attack!
I'm going to separate my thoughts in this blog into little paragraph things because it's going to be really random and summary-style. So, here I am, home from Sweden. Honestly the change back really wasn't that intense. I do miss Sweden and I just recently got my grades back from my classes there and I got an A and 3 B's, which by the credits is like a 3.3 which is good for me. I honestly thought they were just going to transfer back as (16) credits so luckily I tried, sorta O_o.
I schedule my classes for the fall on Tuesday (in 2 days) and I actually might be able to graduate in only one semester! Which may actually present a problem with my living arrangements, but hopefully I'll be able to sublease or something. I think I may only need like 16 credits or something.
I started hanging out with some people that I haven't seen in a l o n g t i m e, recently, which has been interesting to say the least. Some people have changed and some haven't. Some have gotten better looking :P. Regardless, I've had a lot of fun with them lately so I'm kind of breaking up the monotony that has become my life at Purdue. I am seriously getting so burnt out on school its not even funny. I just have to keep telling myself 5 more weeks, 5 more weeks. Or maybe 6? Sigh.
Microbiology is really hard, by the way. I really thought I was going to enjoy that class and I really don't. It blows. Just so you know. Actually hell I have a lab quiz Tuesday, I just remembered :[
What else... I feel like after coming back from the tundra, that somewhere along the way I became more me. I stick up for myself and I know what I want to do and I do it. I look at the long haul and all that nonsense. Unfortunately, that doesn't mean that school doesn't blow right now and is getting extremely tedious.
Another thing, this is random, but I think people are starting to show less and less respect to each other, which is another thing I learned in Sweden. I honestly feel like American's are really catty and rude to each other. Of course, my dislike for these traits didn't stop me from hypocritically pasting a picture of Rick Astley over my horrid ex-roommates face in a picture of me and my friends.... (honestly though she sucks so its okay). Anyway, I'm sick of people picking stupid fights with each other and backstabbing and cussing each other out for whatever silly reason. It's amazing to me how fights can start at something small and just completely explode out of nowhere if someone has a bad day or has some secret button they don't like pushed. I mean I know I'm the same way sometimes but I really think I've gotten better, ya dig?
Also, I like the word Meniscus.
I schedule my classes for the fall on Tuesday (in 2 days) and I actually might be able to graduate in only one semester! Which may actually present a problem with my living arrangements, but hopefully I'll be able to sublease or something. I think I may only need like 16 credits or something.
I started hanging out with some people that I haven't seen in a l o n g t i m e, recently, which has been interesting to say the least. Some people have changed and some haven't. Some have gotten better looking :P. Regardless, I've had a lot of fun with them lately so I'm kind of breaking up the monotony that has become my life at Purdue. I am seriously getting so burnt out on school its not even funny. I just have to keep telling myself 5 more weeks, 5 more weeks. Or maybe 6? Sigh.
Microbiology is really hard, by the way. I really thought I was going to enjoy that class and I really don't. It blows. Just so you know. Actually hell I have a lab quiz Tuesday, I just remembered :[
What else... I feel like after coming back from the tundra, that somewhere along the way I became more me. I stick up for myself and I know what I want to do and I do it. I look at the long haul and all that nonsense. Unfortunately, that doesn't mean that school doesn't blow right now and is getting extremely tedious.
Another thing, this is random, but I think people are starting to show less and less respect to each other, which is another thing I learned in Sweden. I honestly feel like American's are really catty and rude to each other. Of course, my dislike for these traits didn't stop me from hypocritically pasting a picture of Rick Astley over my horrid ex-roommates face in a picture of me and my friends.... (honestly though she sucks so its okay). Anyway, I'm sick of people picking stupid fights with each other and backstabbing and cussing each other out for whatever silly reason. It's amazing to me how fights can start at something small and just completely explode out of nowhere if someone has a bad day or has some secret button they don't like pushed. I mean I know I'm the same way sometimes but I really think I've gotten better, ya dig?
Also, I like the word Meniscus.
Monday, March 21, 2011
Friday, December 17, 2010
Thursday, December 16, 2010
Sunday, December 12, 2010
Welcome to the Fallout
Well, here it is. I have exactly 1 week left before I leave this cold, bitter, wonderful, isolated, much needed, friendly, and lonely place that I've been for 4 months. The mixture of emotions is simultaneously excruciating and relieving. This trip has been about me finding myself, or at least giving myself a break...
Salvation is here.
But reality is not. Being here has been an escape from all the false friends and drama and hell at home. It has been a place where I could simply be alone and away from the majority of the world for a period of time. People ask me if I've made a lot of friends or done a lot of stuff And yea, of course I have made some friends and did some incredible things that never would have happened at home. But... mostly this trip was about me, myself, and I, I have to admit, as selfish as that may be.
This is not to say it wasn't amazing learning about another culture. Hell, I'm in the newspaper at home now. I met some incredible people and learned some things that I never could have learned in any other way. It saddens me sort of to know that I will probably never see most of them again... but it is encouraging to know that I actually survived. I did it, world. I've lived in another country and most people will never be able to say that. I'm one of the few, the proud, the...Swedish.
Anyway, it's difficult writing this because there are a lot of things I want to say but do not feel it is appropriate to share with the public. However, I feel that I have done what I came to do and I highly recommend everyone that reads this to go out and do something you don't know if you can do! You will honestly never know if you don't. PUSH YOURSELF. Everyone has a dream.
What is yours?
Salvation is here.
But reality is not. Being here has been an escape from all the false friends and drama and hell at home. It has been a place where I could simply be alone and away from the majority of the world for a period of time. People ask me if I've made a lot of friends or done a lot of stuff And yea, of course I have made some friends and did some incredible things that never would have happened at home. But... mostly this trip was about me, myself, and I, I have to admit, as selfish as that may be.
This is not to say it wasn't amazing learning about another culture. Hell, I'm in the newspaper at home now. I met some incredible people and learned some things that I never could have learned in any other way. It saddens me sort of to know that I will probably never see most of them again... but it is encouraging to know that I actually survived. I did it, world. I've lived in another country and most people will never be able to say that. I'm one of the few, the proud, the...Swedish.
Anyway, it's difficult writing this because there are a lot of things I want to say but do not feel it is appropriate to share with the public. However, I feel that I have done what I came to do and I highly recommend everyone that reads this to go out and do something you don't know if you can do! You will honestly never know if you don't. PUSH YOURSELF. Everyone has a dream.
What is yours?
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