People who drive under the speed limit.
Speaking of which, people who drive V.A.N.S.
F a t people who always complain that they're f a t.
People who tell me to calm down, chill out, chillax, or any variation of that. If there is a sure-fire way to piss me off, it's that.
Also, People who tell me to *SMILE*. No, eff you.
Repetitive noises.
People who wake me up. I hate being woken up *snarl*
People who live off the system.
People who easily judge or are close-minded.
VOICEMAILS! Sweet lord, don't ever leave me a voicemail unless I don't know the number you're calling from, and even then, if you can text, do that instead.
Being on hold.
Girls who try to walk in heels... and look like idiots.
Cockblocking.
I'll add more when I think of it. There are many.
Sunday, July 25, 2010
Friday, July 23, 2010
Passion
Everyone has some passion for something or someone, right?
I consider being passionate about something spending a large amount of time doing or thinking about said activity.
I am passionate about a few things, and I feel like I don't spend as much of my time as I would like pursuing some of these. Obviously my main passion in life is getting into Vet School/becoming a vet. However, I am also really passionate about a few other things, like dancing. I absolutely love to dance, and I didn't really realize how much until I got into college. It makes me think what would have happened if I had realized how much I like it much earlier. Would I have taken dance classes my whole life? Would that passion have superseded my passion for animals?
A little insight/thought derailment; when I was very young, my mother worked at the airport and sometimes I had to go to work with her. I would be extremely bored sometimes and I would have to find my own source of entertainment. So, I found the wheelchairs and rode them around the airport (I know, how un-PC of me). On one of my wheelchair escapades I came across a CD that someone had dropped on the floor and left unclaimed; so of course I took it.
This CD had some hiphop and R&B on it and I fell in love. I have always loved this genre of music since that fateful day and I feel like it really changed me. Strange to think someone had made this CD and dropped it accidentally and then something so small changed my life... I think this also made me really like dance later in life (yea, that's how all that tied together...).
Moving on, another thing I am passionate about is helping people(and animals). Did you know that Burkina Faso has the lowest literacy rate in the world? 14.4 % of the population is literate. 14.4%! This makes it so that much of the people, mostly women, can't find a job because they cannot read or write. Then the next generation comes and their parents don't know, so they don't know. And the circle continues and they remain in extreme poverty (3rd poorest in the world). Can you imagine helping out even 5 people, 5 kids, 5 poor, destitute, hungry, illiterate single mothers or fathers and teaching them to read or write, enabling them to break away from their past, their parents before them, the terrible circumstances in which they were born into?
It would cost me roughly $4000 to volunteer here for 2 months. But good God, what a difference only one person could make. It nearly brings me to such a state of ... I can't even think of the word. It's like a feeling in your chest that makes you want so bad, but it's a good feeling. A great feeling. I can't even express it.
So, somehow I need to raise $4000 from the time I get home from Sweden, to like late May. So like, 6 months. Anyone wanna help me out here? That's like $667 a month I need to come up with... O_o oh, the cost of passion.
I consider being passionate about something spending a large amount of time doing or thinking about said activity.
I am passionate about a few things, and I feel like I don't spend as much of my time as I would like pursuing some of these. Obviously my main passion in life is getting into Vet School/becoming a vet. However, I am also really passionate about a few other things, like dancing. I absolutely love to dance, and I didn't really realize how much until I got into college. It makes me think what would have happened if I had realized how much I like it much earlier. Would I have taken dance classes my whole life? Would that passion have superseded my passion for animals?
A little insight/thought derailment; when I was very young, my mother worked at the airport and sometimes I had to go to work with her. I would be extremely bored sometimes and I would have to find my own source of entertainment. So, I found the wheelchairs and rode them around the airport (I know, how un-PC of me). On one of my wheelchair escapades I came across a CD that someone had dropped on the floor and left unclaimed; so of course I took it.
This CD had some hiphop and R&B on it and I fell in love. I have always loved this genre of music since that fateful day and I feel like it really changed me. Strange to think someone had made this CD and dropped it accidentally and then something so small changed my life... I think this also made me really like dance later in life (yea, that's how all that tied together...).
Moving on, another thing I am passionate about is helping people(and animals). Did you know that Burkina Faso has the lowest literacy rate in the world? 14.4 % of the population is literate. 14.4%! This makes it so that much of the people, mostly women, can't find a job because they cannot read or write. Then the next generation comes and their parents don't know, so they don't know. And the circle continues and they remain in extreme poverty (3rd poorest in the world). Can you imagine helping out even 5 people, 5 kids, 5 poor, destitute, hungry, illiterate single mothers or fathers and teaching them to read or write, enabling them to break away from their past, their parents before them, the terrible circumstances in which they were born into?
It would cost me roughly $4000 to volunteer here for 2 months. But good God, what a difference only one person could make. It nearly brings me to such a state of ... I can't even think of the word. It's like a feeling in your chest that makes you want so bad, but it's a good feeling. A great feeling. I can't even express it.
So, somehow I need to raise $4000 from the time I get home from Sweden, to like late May. So like, 6 months. Anyone wanna help me out here? That's like $667 a month I need to come up with... O_o oh, the cost of passion.
Sunday, July 18, 2010
Greetings Mortals
Hello there, I just finished my physics homework and it took me 4 HOURS. But I got a 99.61% so at least there's that.
Moving on, I've had a really good weekend. Friday night I went to this weird girl I work with's karaoke contest, and I can't express enough how very strange she is. Turns out she has a wonderful singing voice so shame on me. Still... weird though...
Last night I went to this other girl I work with's house for a cookout/extravaganza! There were burgers and strange variations of cornhole and various other fun activities. But I got E.A.T.E.N A.L.I.V.E by mosquitoes and I'm basically dying today from trying to not scratch everywhere. ARGH!
What else... I have my second physics II test on Tuesday, which means I have to study tomorrow night. I would do it tonight but I just don't have it in me to look at anymore physics today after that extensive homework. At least I didn't have work today, but I did have to volunteer. I didn't go to sleep until like 4 am so I slept til 1 :]
Now, I'm blogging, soon I will practice my SVENSKA and then I will work a little bit on my vet school application. I sent out 2/3 of my letters of recommendation so far and I am just waiting on my academic adviser to email me back to I can send his.
Turns out the hardest part of this application looks like it's going to be my "personal statement" which is the part where I discuss myself, my feelings towards the profession, aspirations, etc. It's harder than it looks to talk about yourself apparently.
Okay, now you quit distracting me.
I have THINGS to do.
Moving on, I've had a really good weekend. Friday night I went to this weird girl I work with's karaoke contest, and I can't express enough how very strange she is. Turns out she has a wonderful singing voice so shame on me. Still... weird though...
Last night I went to this other girl I work with's house for a cookout/extravaganza! There were burgers and strange variations of cornhole and various other fun activities. But I got E.A.T.E.N A.L.I.V.E by mosquitoes and I'm basically dying today from trying to not scratch everywhere. ARGH!
What else... I have my second physics II test on Tuesday, which means I have to study tomorrow night. I would do it tonight but I just don't have it in me to look at anymore physics today after that extensive homework. At least I didn't have work today, but I did have to volunteer. I didn't go to sleep until like 4 am so I slept til 1 :]
Now, I'm blogging, soon I will practice my SVENSKA and then I will work a little bit on my vet school application. I sent out 2/3 of my letters of recommendation so far and I am just waiting on my academic adviser to email me back to I can send his.
Turns out the hardest part of this application looks like it's going to be my "personal statement" which is the part where I discuss myself, my feelings towards the profession, aspirations, etc. It's harder than it looks to talk about yourself apparently.
Okay, now you quit distracting me.
I have THINGS to do.
Thursday, July 15, 2010
I have a strange picture of Don Quixote
The title of this has nothing to do with anything, but I was just looking around my room and realized that the only decorations I have are: a Cashout Ticket from a casino worth 4 cents, my idiot ex-roommates transcript depicting her glorious 0.4 GPA (no, that's not backwards), and a framed and terribly rendered picture of Don Quixote in black and white that someone left on the side of the road with some other (uglier) framed pictures with a sign in front that said FREE. Obviously I had to get it...
Next on the agenda, since I took my GRE yesterday and only got a 1210 :/ (don't know my essay score yet) is to send my emails out for my three people to do my letters of recommendation online for me. Well actually I just have to email two of them because one of them is my boss so I'm going to harass her as soon as I go in. But she's probably just going to have her husband write it like he did for my Study Abroad recommendation, no matter, as long as its good and done.
Also: I have physics to deal with still, and the new teacher we have teaching is just awful. I hate itttttt, the other guy we had is still there but he's not teaching us again, until the very end so I have to keep going to him to get help. I somehow managed to get a good grade on the first exam though and I was like 11% above average which is nice. I really just want a B in the class, that's all I can ask for really.
My Swedish is coming along nicely: Ett vara, eller inte vara = To be, or not to be
I'm pretty sure I'm going to be fluent by the time I come back, so stick that in your pipe and smoke it.
Next on the agenda, since I took my GRE yesterday and only got a 1210 :/ (don't know my essay score yet) is to send my emails out for my three people to do my letters of recommendation online for me. Well actually I just have to email two of them because one of them is my boss so I'm going to harass her as soon as I go in. But she's probably just going to have her husband write it like he did for my Study Abroad recommendation, no matter, as long as its good and done.
Also: I have physics to deal with still, and the new teacher we have teaching is just awful. I hate itttttt, the other guy we had is still there but he's not teaching us again, until the very end so I have to keep going to him to get help. I somehow managed to get a good grade on the first exam though and I was like 11% above average which is nice. I really just want a B in the class, that's all I can ask for really.
My Swedish is coming along nicely: Ett vara, eller inte vara = To be, or not to be
I'm pretty sure I'm going to be fluent by the time I come back, so stick that in your pipe and smoke it.
Sunday, July 11, 2010
Vet School
I'm starting my VMCAS today (Veterinary Medical College Application Service) and as I've been filling it out, I've been thinking. I have never tried harder for anything in my life. I want this more than I've ever wanted anything. Basically everything I do is just so I can get into vet school in the long run.
It is the reason that I:
-work at an animal hospital
-volunteer at the humane society
-am busting my butt trying to do really well on the GRE because my GPA isn't as high as I would like it to be
-am going to Sweden in the first place, to try to set myself apart from other applicants
-am learning Swedish, to not only be more comfortable overseas, but also because being bilingual can never hurt you.
-am in summer school in the first place, because since I'm going to Sweden in 39 days, I am losing a whole semester of prerequisite-completing time because I'm not about to take some really hard science classes out of the country so I'm finishing up some of my B.S. degree animal science electives there and taking the harder science classes spring semester and I just didn't have any place to put Physics II except this summer so... here I am.
-am constantly stressed out, wondering if I even have a chance of getting in.
Oh please, oh please, oh please.
It is the reason that I:
-work at an animal hospital
-volunteer at the humane society
-am busting my butt trying to do really well on the GRE because my GPA isn't as high as I would like it to be
-am going to Sweden in the first place, to try to set myself apart from other applicants
-am learning Swedish, to not only be more comfortable overseas, but also because being bilingual can never hurt you.
-am in summer school in the first place, because since I'm going to Sweden in 39 days, I am losing a whole semester of prerequisite-completing time because I'm not about to take some really hard science classes out of the country so I'm finishing up some of my B.S. degree animal science electives there and taking the harder science classes spring semester and I just didn't have any place to put Physics II except this summer so... here I am.
-am constantly stressed out, wondering if I even have a chance of getting in.
Oh please, oh please, oh please.
Eatin' Cake and Takin' Names
I'm eating some cake right now and it is delicious.
I've been studying for my GRE which I take this Wednesday after class, so that's the reason I've been off here for so long. Apparently I have to know words like loquacious, legerdemain, and Inundate (not to mention the other, oh, 300 [just in this stupid study book]). Also, still studying Swedish and finally...
...The time has come.
I'm beginning my vet school application today since I actually don't work or have school and have the time. While I'm eating cake :]
Also, my student visa has been processed and is being mailed to...
...the wrong address. But never-the-less at least it's done, which means all my documentation/forms/etc. are complete for my trip.
Which, by the way is in 39 days.
:P
I've been studying for my GRE which I take this Wednesday after class, so that's the reason I've been off here for so long. Apparently I have to know words like loquacious, legerdemain, and Inundate (not to mention the other, oh, 300 [just in this stupid study book]). Also, still studying Swedish and finally...
...The time has come.
I'm beginning my vet school application today since I actually don't work or have school and have the time. While I'm eating cake :]
Also, my student visa has been processed and is being mailed to...
...the wrong address. But never-the-less at least it's done, which means all my documentation/forms/etc. are complete for my trip.
Which, by the way is in 39 days.
:P
Friday, July 2, 2010
Ah Yes, This Will Certainly Come In Handy...
.. I've learned how to say "...and it doesn't matter anyway if she looks fat, does it?" in Swedish.
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