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Name: Jenny
Gender: Female
Interests: Making cat movies on my powerbook; globetrotting around the world (with world domination in mind); and reading literature for homework.
Expertise: Teaching your kids what their, there, they're means. Please do not use your/you're incorrectly.
Occupation: Student
Industry: Education/Research
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Member Since:
11/17/2005
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| Sorry, Xanga. You have served me well over my high school years and into most of my college life. Thank you, dearest Elisa for setting me up with my very first blog.
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| So, up first in my lineup of nursing prerequisites is Chem 32, otherwise known as "Medical Chemistry." Just the term "chemistry" affects me in all sorts of bad ways, but you know what? I've come to embrace medicine and science, and although that might shock some people who know me well enough to know my disdain for lab coats and test tubes, I feel as though it does have its usefulness. Not to mention, it's fully applicable to my newfound line of work combined with my love for "House" and "Bones." I love listening to their medical diagnoses, anatomical references, and debates over what this patient has/doesn't have/or what they died of. I'm now joining a group of scientists who can discern over fact versus television fiction--and it feels great.
Is it completely silly how the only thing I got excited about today, however, was the part where the teacher mentions that we have to write a required 2-page essay? In my mind, I thought to myself, "Writing...I can do that!" The English major in me lives on wherever I go. Everything else has got me wrecked. I took a look at my lab report for tomorrow and saw mumbo jumbo. It's going to be a hard summer semester but gotta do what I gotta do to make it somewhere great in the future.
Lots of things coming up this month. Going to a wedding in Vegas this weekend, getting ready to take my EMT Registry, finding a part-time job, Pride weekend, trying to keep up in Chem class, maintaining a life. INTENSE.
But in exciting news....I'M GOING TO HONG KONG THIS SEPTEMBER/OCTOBER!!! Family trip for two weeks of fun in the humid homeland of my parents and kin. Although this isn't my first trip there, I haven't been to HK with my brother and mom since I was seven and lost my first tooth. So, this is most certainly a well-deserved and long awaited trip for all of us. I've been told that I can get tailor made dresses while I'm there--meaning, I have to shed some lbs before I go, of course. A possible side trip to Xi'an to see the Terra Cotta soldiers might also be in the works, so lots more planning to do before then. Can't wait!!~~!!
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Ghost
By Patrick Swayze, Demi Moore, Whoopi Goldberg, Tony Goldwyn, Stanley Lawrence
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Oh. My. Goodness. I feel insanely disgusting right now. So, lately my life's been consumed with studying and training for my marathon. A friend mentioned that I should try a boxing class in San Bruno, which I checked out online and SO want to do. Introduction to Muay Thai kickboxing also caught my eye :P I'd like to be able to crush someone's head with the sheer force of my shin. I think I'm going to crash a bit earlier than usual tonight so that I can do another 5 mile run to the Cliff House and back. Then I have four chapters to catch up on in my reading. And, if I'm feeling really antsy, a night out at Bruno's might do me some good. I doubt that'll happen but a bet's a bet :P
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| So, my friend is leaving the City and moving on to bigger and better things. That means that I stood to inherit a bunch of cool things that she absolutely had to get off her hands. I also bought two small pieces of furniture at a friend discount and love the new additions of storage to my room; however, I've also undone that supposed extra space I managed to create when I first started cleaning and moving stuff around. In any case, I have a tub full of free office supplies, jewelry, IKEA shelves, and picture frames just to name a few. In light of my new acquisitions, I'm sad that my study buddy is leaving--and she's leaving at the WORST time, too!! I really could've used the push to get me out to our favorite cafe to study. I don't see myself trekking the 20 minutes to Noe just to study by myself. Plus, it just won't be the same 
With all this new room updating, I've been looking through Apartment Therapy to gain some new ideas on style and tips. Can I just say that I don't think I've gained anything but insane jealousy for all those people who have money and creativity? Gah.
http://gallery.apartmenttherapy.com/photo/051909scottetour/01%20scott%20house%20tour
As far as studying goes, I've read four solid chapters pretty easily with great attention and memorization. But I've also hit a wall with my fifth, the Human Body. HATE the heart. Too much to know. All I'm going to be doing for the next several weeks are studying, running, and fixing the rest of my room. Wish me luck!
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| So, after a study date with a friend and taking her up on her offer to buy some of her furniture, I decided now was a good time to redo my room for the millionth time in my life. I threw on my pjs as soon as I got home and started deconstructing my life. And I say, "life," because clearly, the bedroom serves as a haven, a retreat, the epicenter of family entertainment and interaction, the only place you can turn off the lights and cry to yourself if you're really, really sad. Anyway, so I started removing piece by piece of just STUFF off my tables, taking drawers out of dressers, moving bookcases and furniture as if I were in an Iron man competition. Now my room looks stripped down. Almost TOO simple in an unseemingly and unprovoked layout, devoid of personality and tragedy. It's weird that I finally have achieved better circulation in my room, but I sacrificed layers of personality along with it.
I get my two new pieces of furniture tomorrow and they will serve as storage units for the massive amounts of junk I have. I'm rather disgusted by how much crap I have. In any case, normally this type of cleaning helps me exert the extra energy I need when I can't get rid of my angst. I must say it helped in the beginning and now I'm exhausted earlier than usual. Did it fix my problems? No. But I don't expect much else will help anymore because when you can't find the joy in falling back on activities that bring you some form of control and happiness, then you know you're in deeper trouble than you originally thought.
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