December 8, 2011
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Christmas songs are stuck in my head
My Wednesday practicum instructor has been playing Christmas songs since December started. I'm feeling oddly festive.]
Sunday 12/4
Got around to studying after I finished blogging on Sunday.
CB and LG was there to accompany me. However, I was eventually left to my won vices when they decided to use the spare room to sleep. Admittedly, I spent a good portion of the evening on CB's account on Tumblr. Though, I realized that our downstairs is quiet and isolated enough that I could actually get some work done at home so long as I stay away from my bedroom. Hmmnn, no wonder when Father was still here, he would review downstairs.
So, the next day, I'd made an official announcement that my house is open to all those looking for a spot to study. Due to the fact that we do have spare bedrooms, people can sleep over if they so choose. I think its perfect, in the past, I was never able to offer up my house since our own residence was such a cramped space, but now that we have extra rooms and such, I don't see why not.
Oh yeah, Kuya also came home late that evening more than slightly tipsy. He was on the couch but he eventually ended up on the floor.
Since my first final for the semester was to be on Tuesday, and I haven't gotten much studying done, I really had no choice but to pull an all nighter. Life of a student right? Though by the time midnight rolled around, I was getting really sleepy so I went ahead and took baby out on a walk to get some fresh air.
I hadn't really realize how late and how cold it was getting. As soon as the chilly near-winter air hit me, I was instantaneously awake.It was such a peaceful and bright night, and though mother had explicitly disallowed me to go on a far walk, I decided walking up and down the block wouldn't hurt. Halfway through our walk though, I suddenly became paranoid when a very nondescript van passed me by and stopped a couple of meters away. No one had stepped out, and it was parked with its engine running on the side of my street. By this time, alarms and irrational, very dramatic scenarios were playing in my head in rapid sequence. I knew that it was just my imagination, but I would rather listen to my gut than be abducted, drugged into oblivion, be carried away into Asia through various forms of very uncomfortable transportation and be sold into prostitution.
What did I say? Irrational.
Though the van did drive away when I started to walk back so hmmnnnn..
All joking aside, the fact that I am nowhere near attractive enough to make a very profitable prostitute is quite reassuring.
Monday 12/05
LAST MONDAY PRACTICUM SHIFT! for the semester that is! That's me with the pink mask cam whoring in the washroom. I quite enjoy my last Monday rotation, it was relatively easy -albeit just as busy- and my shift mate was really sweet and we just worked really well together.
She even included me on her coffee run!
Of course, being a typical post secondary student that I am, I used all the last minute time that I had to study. I had about 2 hours of sleep nap. And even with that, I still felt guilty
Tuesday 12/06
Big Sister was fueling me with sweets that day. She knew I wouldn't get enough sleep. It was quite embarrassing really, during a filmed demonstration, I just happened to be in the correct angle of the camera, and even with hard, concentrated effort, you could still see me nodding off in the background. My instructor even called me out on it!
I REALLY REALLY REALLY dislike that feeling! When you're just so tired that you loose control of yourself and you can't help but fall asleep!
And of course, with my luck, better yet the lack thereof, on a very stressful day with little to no sleep, I'd managed to break my glasses. If this isn't bad enough, my spare glasses broke months ago. I notice this happens to me often that it's starting to become a trend; I break my back-ups and sooner or later my main item goes into disarray as well!
To get through the day, I resolved to wear the only pair of contact lens that I have, which may or may not have been expired. In the evening though, it was irritating my eyes so much that I threw them out and tapped my glasses into a mock functional form.
I would like to think that my exam went well. I don't know though, it's almost guaranteed that whenever I find a written exam easy enough, I tend to not do well on them. Also, I was disarmingly calm before and during my practical exam! I don't know if I'm finally adapting to oral examinations, or if I'd just reach the point of not caring! I really, really hope it's the former.
Though tired I was, I opted to go to the mall with mother. There, I got various things fix, starting with that expensive leather jacket that she got me (the buttons were falling off) and the spare and main glasses (only the spare were fixable). Surprisingly, we also went window shopping.
Can I just say that I'm proud of my momma for finally taking the time to take care of herself? I love her for working so hard that she completely disregarded her own needs. No one asked her to, but she just never saw herself as a priority starting the day she had her own family. I was never embarrassed about her outer appearance; sure she may not be the most stylish mom but it's because she never had the time to. She never had the time to because of us. So now that she's finally purchasing things for her own enjoyment, I love her even more.
I love her, but I completely hate her choices! The woman just does not know how to dress her age! It's not to say that she is wearing skimpy clothing. No, far from that. But I think her choices are stuck on the time when she was still taking interest in fashion, this was when she was in her 20's! But since I love her, I try to keep the criticism down to a minimum. Well until the day I can save up and take her out on a real shopping spree.
Wednesday 12/07
LAST Wednesday practicum shift and last ever shift for this semester!
I very much enjoyed this rotation, largely because of the very sweet patients I've had, but mainly because of the amazing instructor that was supervising the shift. She inspires me, I can only hope to be have a fraction of her knowledge one day.
Oh yeah, a patient bought a big pack of these babies to share among us. I couldn't help it, but I probably ate most of the Ferrero!
-Elle Are Emm
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