0750 1 June 2012. Going to the last day of the Hurst review. Exactly two miles away from the site. Someone suddenly braked to make a left turn, which made the person in front of me follow suit. I also stopped in time. But the Explorer behind me was still going…and hit me. The momentum made me hit the person in front of me. Sigh. I just got that car!

I thought I could drive all the way back home. Yeah, I did. But less than five miles away from home, my back bumper decided to fall off completely except for a little piece. I had to stop…try to put my thoughts together on how to remove that part…and realised I still had my nursing school practice bag in the trunk! I opened the trunk and searched for scissors in the dressing change kit. I guess I’d taken it out at some point because it wasn’t there. But I did have a first aid kit with one! I used those, put my bumper in the back of my car…and tried to close my trunk. Sigh. Didn’t work.

So, being ever resourceful and just coming out of eight hours of how to critically think, I took a roll of gauze from the first aid kit and used that in place of those bungee cord things with hooks on the end. It held for the time to get home. I really want my car fixed, now.

Sigh. I’d never called 911 in my life. Never been in an accident. Never been late to a class. And now, I’ve got all three under my belt.

Finished product of part 1 of my boyfriend’s present. :D I’m so excited.

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The beginning of my boyfriend’s quite belated birthday present. T.T I am so bad at getting presents on time anymore.

I just now remembered that two days ago was the first anniversary of one of my Alaska church family’s multiple deaths from that plane crash. It’s still so weird. That was a horrible day, finding it out on Facebook. I’ll just take this little post to remember them - as far away as the memories may seem. They were all so sweet; I guess they really didn’t belong here. It seems appropriate that it rained that day.

I dreamed last night that I was in my bed and had to move everything to the right side because someone was coming (I always sleep on the left side) - I guess to visit or something. I dream every night, pretty much.

Well, this morning when I woke up, everything had switched! My pillow that I lay my head on was on my right side, as well as my body pillow and my whole blanket! And my computer, which is always on the right side, had switched to the left! I guess the dream really was real haha.

I only know of one time I’ve ever sleepwalked, and it was right before a trip to Italy: apparently, I walked to my father’s closet and opened the door. When my mother called my name, I went back to bed. This time wasn’t exactly sleepwalking…more like sleeporganising. LOL

My sis took it upon herself to tell me how to clean my room after my boyfriend was pretty much kicked out of my house three hours before “curfew” supposedly because I never do what I’m supposed to. I think it’s because mother is tired of seeing my boyfriend’s face. He called her out on that, too - in a most respectful manner. I swear, he’s the most honorable person when it comes to talking to my parents. Anyway. My room is apparently “mother approved” now. Like, I even had to remove the dry erase markers next to my dry erase board because apparently, mother goes into my room while I’m out of the house and complains about the littlest things. My sis even tried getting me to completely forgo my trash can and start putting the trash into the office trash can because apparently, mother hates trash cans in rooms. That’s the one thing I didn’t back down on. Funny thing is, I’m known by my friends as the cleanest, most organised one. Not in this house, I’m not. I never have any good name or title in this house. Everything is degrading.

And if you ask me, my room looks very little different. But I am very thankful for my sis.

Going to the beeeeaaaachhhhh for the night! With my family, some of my mother’s friends, and! My boyfriend!!!!! I’m so excited that he’s allowed to come. So much. Because I really don’t want to go. I had plans.

You should become one, too.

I feel quite accomplished.

A pair of white scrub pants from my mother’s best friend, who is also my most favorite person around my mother’s age in the whole world. If I could choose to have another mother, she would be that person.

Funny thing is, I swore to myself never to wear white scrubs ever again (at will).

The order slip does say that two scrub tops are coming. I just hope with all my might that neither of them are cranberry-colored.

Uh…if anyone wants to buy anything for me (jkjk), I really, really want these sunglasses. They’re $45 at the BX.

Cardigan clips. :D I want to make a few more when I get the time to get buttons and such.

I’m finally cleaning up all my nursing school clutter…and this is what I found from clinicals only:

• six sterile saline flushes
• two sterile IV caps
• tons of alcohol
• one falls risk bracelet
• gloves
• those scissors from the kits
• hospital tape

I could have my own surgical supplies store haha~

Blah! I just found out that my total GPA is only 0.023 away from honors! I don’t feel Asian anymore……

I should’ve definitely had a graduation party for high school……

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poohsticks:

Oh, God. I’ve been looking at my most recent pictures, and I’ve definitely been gaining weight. I can see it in my stomach and my chin - and when I sit down, my legs. Ugh. I can’t seem to get up the determination to exercise, though. And I can’t go on base anymore to the free gym. ._.

God I am with you on that one. I’m a small framed person, but I can always tell when I’m letting myself go by my love-handles, my gut, and my back fat. -_____-

I hope you find your motivation, and I hope I find mine.

Oh, goodness. I forgot to mention the back fat. I didn’t even know such a thing existed. It’s all thanks to my two years of stressful schooling. Before the nursing program, I’d been the same weight for about a decade. Good luck to you, too!