Unimportant quick post.

I'm in that state of maybe being sick but not really sure. I worked and was just generally tired, and when that was done I plopped myself on our couch and watch 4 episodes of lost. Impressive when I should have been studying for anatomy. Oh well, I have two full days tomorrow since I get out of work at like 2, which is fantastic.

Nothing exciting has been going on either. So I'm going to go to bed because I have to be up at 7:15. Urgh, see ya later.

Yay for positivity.

Today was good. Lab went well, I watched house and it was amazing. I thought my friend was mad at me but she had to leave right away. So me in panic mode wrote this long note to her telling her how I am a terrible person when it comes to giving advice. I watched charlie stick 13 marshmallows in his mouth (I managed 9 this summer) And got a letter from my friend to do a secret mission this weekend. Oh, and I don't have physics lab for another two weeks.


Good, good day.

Rwar!

I am wearing my Beatles t-shirt and my chucks. I'm feeling today will be a good day.

Why? Because I said so.

So Today started off rather crappy. To start I had to wake up at like 7:30 when all I wanted to do was snuggle in my bed and wake up at like noon. I had to get ready and leave quickly because our cleaning lady comes early and I had to get to class for nine. I was driving to school, and tried to accelerate, but it made this noise that did not sound like an normal car acceleration, it sounded like the opposite of a car changing gear. I looked and it said check engine, so I had to go from the passing to the breakdown lane, and wait like an hour for a tow-truck. I missed my class at nine and luckily I was able to sit into the next class. Normally I work now, but I can't because I don't have a car to get there.

Something broke and now I have to pay like $500 to get it fixed. Greeeeeat.

Now I'm watching recorded episodes from Torchwood, it's good so far the only things that sucks is that I know happens to some characters. Sad


But in happier news Lizzie McGuire is on in like ten minutes so I'm gonna watch that I think. Brings back so much memories of being 11 and young and naive.

Today Will Be A Good Day

Sometimes I think days are going to be horrible. I left my house later than I thought, I practically ran across my school's quad and into the woods, far from where I parked. Lets just say I am not physically fit because I am incredibly lazy. But I get into class and ten minutes in I realized that another girl is wearing the exact same shirt I am wearing. Now it wasn't that big of a deal to me, but It's just ironic we were talking about probability in biostats and I kept thinking to myself "What's the probablity she'd have the same shirt as me and wear it on the same day."

But it also got worse as I realized that I needed shoes for my physics lab because I was wearing flip flops. I called my dad to bring me to target in a town over so I could keep my parking spot. He said he couldn't talking about stuff to do at work and covering a press confrence in New Haven over the terrible story about the missing Yale student. So I ran to Target and found no sneakers freaking out internally. But they had these cute blue penny loafer type things on sale for seven dollars. So I got them. I figure they cover most of my feet and we're working with a pendulum in physics anyway. But I got back to the parking lot from hell and scanned for spots until I was spontaneous and asked these guys walking if they were leaving. Ones said yes and I followed him to a PERFECT spot so close to the main campus I wanted to cry.

So now I'm trying to be productive and work on notes for a presentation for my leadership class. I'm meeting my group after class so I figure I should do something.



So I am feeling today will be a good day. I am staying positive for my sake.

Tid-Bits from my day

- Four consecutive hours of Anatomy related work is so incredibly tiring that I wanted to die today, I'm not sure if I will be able to handle an 8 to 12:15 period of Anatomy, but I'll try.

- Not having the internet is a very scary thing. Walking around campus, laptop in hands and internally cursing the devil, who controls the magic of wifi sometimes, is not a pleasant sight. I had to go to the help desk and also seceretly prayed (Not to the devil obviously, more so to baby Jesus or God) to just let it be the wireless at school, because i realized how much stuff I don't have saved onto external disks and such. Luckily it ended up working, maybe out of my praying, or all those high payed tech guys were able to figure it out.

- When one see's the head of the department of the major you're in, one gets flustered internally. The head of the Physical Therapy department walked into the computer help desk as I walked out feeling much better that it wasn't my computer that was all wonky. He said hello to me and I did the same to me. At least he recognized me, which is good. I then walked back to my home away from home (the Library), and saw my Physical Therapy adviser. She recognized me, which is good because I've seen her like three times in the past year.

-I want to duplicate these chairs in the library, they are amazing and comfortable and the only reason why I haven't passed out in them is because I've managed to procrastiate and read the Treasure map of Boys by E. Lockhart.


-And in about forty five minutes I have to go to a meeting to explore the deep nature of my leadership skillz. Go me.

Work, Life Rant.

Sometimes I hate working as a waitress in a fairly low quality restaurant. It's higher than McDonalads, but it's pretty bad in my opinion. The people generally don't tip well, they are so needy, and most of the time expect you to carry them to their table and feed them bon-bons. It frustrates me that these people feel like they can use the work staff at any waitress because they are paying for their food, when respect is ineeded in whatever a person does.

So overall I hate waitressing, I like the money, I dislike those terrible customers, ridiculous tips, and some of my annoying co-workers.

But the nice thing about waitressing is that I am not doing it forever. That is all I keep telling myself to get through it. It is not my career, I only have to do it for another few years tops and then I can get a real job or something that will help me to my ultimate goal of a real job.

The other lucky thing that I also have to keep telling myself is the money is not completlely gone the moment I get it. A lot of kids my age that work at the same reasturant as me are on their own now, taking care of bills, food and rent. I only have to pay a small amount of those in comparison, with forty dollars a month towards dental insurance, some food at school and part of my car insurance. I'm glad that I don't have to (generally) buy my own food and pay for rent. Even though I feel like my mom would want me to pay rent, she hasn't asked me and I feel like she never will.


I guess its nice that I am going to a good school, that I have to pay very little for and my parents still support me even though leagally I don't think they have to.


I just have to be more optimistic about my life and future in general. I can do all the things I want to and I will because it's the type of person I am.

Catching Fire Recap!

Don't read this if you want to read the book.

The book was excellent. Favorite so far of this year.

Generally speaking I knew certain things were bound to happen. I knew that once they mentioned the fact that District 13 may still be around that we'd go there at somepoint. I was thinking in this book, but I was absolutley SHOCKED when they redid the Hunger Games with the previous winners. Part of me wanted Katniss and Hymiecth to go in and not Peeta. I was sooo sad when I almost thought Peeta was dead. I almost cried, but resisted because if I cried, tears would blurry my vision. Yes I am now an offical Katniss/Peeta supporter. I love Peeta soo much. I made my 13 year old cousin read it and she agrees with me, but before I tried to stay neutral.

I was so sad that they only saved Katniss, really really really made me sad and angry.

I have to reread the book this summer, because it was sooo good :)

School is going well so far. I have a lot of friends in my classes and am more comfortable talking to people in general. My classes are alright. Difficult, but they frustrate me because all the major science classes I am taking I already took in high school. I mean I am glad I am taking them, it's just frustrating sometimes. I have a meeting for physical therapy majors tomorrow. It'll be weird because a year ago I was at the same meeting, worried about my future and if I was capable of staying in the program. I am still, but there is a strange feeling of confidence that is whispering in my ear, "Yes Meaghan, you can do this. Get through your classes and do something you want for once in your life."

It's weird though, because I think I am more confident than I was in like sophomore or junior year of high school. I like it, but it's unusual for me.


In unrelated news, I am reading Catching Fire right now and its soo good that I'm trying to stifle my reading of it. I don't want it to end and have to wait until next year when the last one comes out. I'm already halfway done with it and will probably finish it tomorrow because I have like a three hour break after Anatomy and Physiology.

Well I'm going to shower and continue reading.

Night!