Yup, pretty much a book a week, with one month slack time. This is my goal. Can't say it will make my blog more intersting, but hey, no one reads this anyway! So, I'll keep you updated, and possibly blog about some of these books.
Also, random political statement...
The founding fathers intended the american people to have the chance at equality; they did not guarantee equality, just the chance at it.
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
Why I wanna be an OT...
Alright, so here goes... I have to write an extra credit paper for my anatomy class about why I wanna be an OT and how I decided that's what I wanna do. It can be as short or long as I would like. So I decided I would write it here first so I can get all my ideas out and then read it over and see which ideas I wanna put in my actual paper.
Unfortunately, I don't have a great story like some people... Like on the first day of my OCC 220 class last semster when everyone was like, my (insert relative here) has (insert disease/disorder here) and I just loved what the OT did and knew that that was what I wanted to do!
Yeah, I wasn't like that. I don't have some wonderful inspiring story about why I want to be an OT, and I definately didn't know what I wanted to be "when I grew up" until the very end of my junior year of high school; no one would leave me alone about it either -"no, I have no idea what I wanna do with my life! Leave me alone!!"
Actually, I kinda had an idea, it just sounded stupid and corny and nerdy... I knew I wanted to do two things in my future career - I wanted to help people and I wanted it to be something science-y. Also, my mom is a nurse and she has always loved her jobs and she worked with such a variety of populations - I wanted that in a career too, because I'm kind of ADD and I can't imagine being stuck in the same place for the rest of my life.
So basically one day I was browsing college websites, and I came across this video of Occupational Therapy students demonstrating some of the adaptive equipment they would be using in the field, and I was like, Cool! So I looked into it, and well, it seems like the perfect job for me. So here I am studying OT, and well, I guess that's the end of the story.
Unfortunately, I don't have a great story like some people... Like on the first day of my OCC 220 class last semster when everyone was like, my (insert relative here) has (insert disease/disorder here) and I just loved what the OT did and knew that that was what I wanted to do!
Yeah, I wasn't like that. I don't have some wonderful inspiring story about why I want to be an OT, and I definately didn't know what I wanted to be "when I grew up" until the very end of my junior year of high school; no one would leave me alone about it either -"no, I have no idea what I wanna do with my life! Leave me alone!!"
Actually, I kinda had an idea, it just sounded stupid and corny and nerdy... I knew I wanted to do two things in my future career - I wanted to help people and I wanted it to be something science-y. Also, my mom is a nurse and she has always loved her jobs and she worked with such a variety of populations - I wanted that in a career too, because I'm kind of ADD and I can't imagine being stuck in the same place for the rest of my life.
So basically one day I was browsing college websites, and I came across this video of Occupational Therapy students demonstrating some of the adaptive equipment they would be using in the field, and I was like, Cool! So I looked into it, and well, it seems like the perfect job for me. So here I am studying OT, and well, I guess that's the end of the story.
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
lol yes, someone actually said that!
"I harvested your grapes." ..."You could get arrested for that." Gotta love farmville.
"I nearly fell through the toilet"
"There's something sharp in my bed!"
"I nearly fell through the toilet"
"There's something sharp in my bed!"
The search is over
I have found the yeti. My roommate is the yeti. Seriously, best yeti impersination ever.
Friday, April 09, 2010
Change of Scenery
So I finally felt like blogging. Here's the latest news, for my hoards of adoring fans.
On Tuesday of two weeks ago, (before my spring break), I moved three rooms down the hall. So, big change... new room, new roommate, etc.
Basically, my new roommate, who will hereafter be refered to as Liz (because that's her name, shh! don't tell) and her former roommate were having some kind over really overblown drama trouble that made (and honestly makes) no sense to me, but anyway, long story short Liz's former roommate asked me to switch rooms with her because she and my former roomie, who will hereafter be refered to as Gormagon, get along well. Jk about the gormagon thing lol, it's a Bones reference in case you dont get it...
So, I hauled my astonishing lack of stuff over to 225 and suddenly, something amazing happened....
I actually had a relatively intellegent conversation with my roommate!! And she even understoood sarcasm! (unlike gormagon, and probably her former roommate too - they aren't the brightest bulbs in the box if you know what I mean. (Gosh I am glad no one reads this).
So yeah, my new roomie is cool, and I am suddenly way more social (Is it the new location or the new roomie... aka were people trying to avoid gormagon - which I totally wouldn't blame them for - or is it just cause I'm roomiing with Liz now? Its gotta be a combination... cause I damn well know it's not me.) :)
What else... hmmm....
I'm doing a research paper for my English class that I actually am finding quite enjoyable - yes, mark the day, for once, I am not complaining about English classes. Mark it and cherish it cause it's not happening again.
On Tuesday of two weeks ago, (before my spring break), I moved three rooms down the hall. So, big change... new room, new roommate, etc.
Basically, my new roommate, who will hereafter be refered to as Liz (because that's her name, shh! don't tell) and her former roommate were having some kind over really overblown drama trouble that made (and honestly makes) no sense to me, but anyway, long story short Liz's former roommate asked me to switch rooms with her because she and my former roomie, who will hereafter be refered to as Gormagon, get along well. Jk about the gormagon thing lol, it's a Bones reference in case you dont get it...
So, I hauled my astonishing lack of stuff over to 225 and suddenly, something amazing happened....
I actually had a relatively intellegent conversation with my roommate!! And she even understoood sarcasm! (unlike gormagon, and probably her former roommate too - they aren't the brightest bulbs in the box if you know what I mean. (Gosh I am glad no one reads this).
So yeah, my new roomie is cool, and I am suddenly way more social (Is it the new location or the new roomie... aka were people trying to avoid gormagon - which I totally wouldn't blame them for - or is it just cause I'm roomiing with Liz now? Its gotta be a combination... cause I damn well know it's not me.) :)
What else... hmmm....
I'm doing a research paper for my English class that I actually am finding quite enjoyable - yes, mark the day, for once, I am not complaining about English classes. Mark it and cherish it cause it's not happening again.
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