Just an update...

1. M is now doing training, so we're getting up at 6:00 every morning...
2. I finally got the results back from my last test, and I actually got a passing grade this time. Coupled with my poor previous scores and my excellent lab grades, I cannot make a "D" or "F" unless I just quit going to class, but I also cannot make an "A". A "B" will be rather difficult, but that is what I'm striving for, but at least I will make a "C" if all else fails.
3. I drank coffee. It was gross. I shall do it again. (My mom has this theory that coffee helps you learn - based on the fact that she and my brother drink it and have done well in school, whereas her sister and me get our caffeine fix from tea and seem to have trouble studying... but she also said that I was very smart and her sister was not - so I shall drink coffee while studying and during tests to see if it helps me learn better.)
4. Jodie and Chris are getting married!!!!! yay! She called me today asking all kinds of questions about the logistics of getting married. They are just gonna do it at the JP - she's not a big-huge-wedding type of girl, but then they are going to have 2 receptions, to accommodate both families. (Shh... I'm not supposed to tell anyone!)

Tuesdays.... *sigh*

After the craziness that is Tuesday I decided to relax and play WoW (running hubby's alt thru SM).  Sometime later (I've been home for a good many hours) I go into the bedroom, and am greeted by the sight of what happens when the cat decides to redecorate.  The curtains in the bedroom were on my dresser, and the screws of one of the brackets had been pulled out of the wall.  At the sound of my disbelief, my husband commented from the other room, "oh yeah, the cat pulled down the curtains this morning".  So I see.  *sigh*  I get my tools fix it and then mildly scold the cat for what she did (I also found semi-digested pieces of my poor plant on Jody's bed).  Marcus says "Theres no excuse for her doing that!"  My response? "She's a cat. That gives her an excuse to do anything you can come up with and even more things that you can't even think of."   But I did have a conversation with her in which I told her that if the curtain-climbing didn't stop, I might have to have her climbing apparatus disassembled.  She didn't seem very threatened by that.

I hate Tuesdays

I have too many classes all jam-packed together today.  And this Tuesday was made even worse by the fact that I found out my grade on my last exam.  13/25.  Which is about 52%.  Which means that now it is only possible for me to make a "B" in the class if I totally ace the next test and the final.  Which I don't see happening, since this last test grade is my HIGHEST thus far.  However, I expected it to be MUCH higher.  This last material we've gone over is cardiovascular, and I've studied my butt off for it.  And, on the test, I did quite well on the cardio vascular part, but about a third of the test was info from previous tests.  Now, I know that the class in comprehensive, but jeez, I figured that most of the questions would be about cardio...  I just hope that upon review, there are some questionst that are found to have more than one right answer, and I might raise my grade a little bit.  2 or 3 additional points puts that test in the passing range at least.  The worst part is the fact that I cannot bring myself to tell my mom my grades.  After the second test (she didn't know about the first) I told her I made a 72... which was my overall grade in the class, including my in-class quizzes, lab tests, and homework.  And I was telling her how confident I was about this last test..  grrr...  I'm never gonna get into vet school.  Although, the majority of the class (which is mainly vet students - there are only a few of us who are not) is not making "A"s , which is kinda what I would expect out of a room full of vet students.  The grade averages are as follows:  (not counting lab, I think)

"A" = 12%;   "B" = 46%;   "C" = 43%;   "D" = 10%;   "F" = 2%.  (The "F"'s are comprised of 3 people - someone who is slightly above me, myself, and someone is slightly below me.  I take a tiny amount of pleasure in knowing that I am not the lowest on the totem pole, but not much, considering that I am currently failing the class.)  I really wish now that I had taken a year off of school.  Or at least that I had not wasted $100 applying for vet school again, considering that I will probably not get in given my grades in this class.  And perhaps thats best, considering that I obviously cannot succed in vet school.  What I should do as a career - I do not know.  

Cats are insane.

That is all.

Annoying things...

1.  I had a horrible headache today.  I didn't wake up until about noon, and then had two pieces of cornbread.  Around 4:30-ish, I started to get a headache (stupid me - took nothing to fix my "little" headache) I ate a sandwich around 5, thinking that it was that I hadn't really eaten much that day and low blood sugar was causing the headache.  Headache continues to get worse.  Around 6 or 7 I finally take some ibuprofen.  Headache increases in ache-iness.  (usually I get caffeine withdrawal headaches, which are more pin-pointed, whereas this was a I-can't-find-a-spot-that-doesn't-hurt headache)  I lay on the floor and get hubby to bring me my medicine basket.  I dig out the head-on because Yale suggested that when I talked to him earlier and I figure it couldn't hurt anything any worse. Later, my mom calls. I whine about my head.  She thinks the "bug" I've had since Tuesday has possible turned into a sinus infection. I counter that this is NOT a sinus headache, and that I think that its because I didn't eat.  She says that either could be the problem, and that I should take some biaxin, because I've been sick awhile and that I should take something and eat some toast and honey and call her back.  I take the antibiotics, take some tylenol, since I've already had ibuprofen and eat the toast, while researching head-on (I'm a skeptic, but Yale is convinced that it works).  I find no evidence that it helps at all (although the menthol effect does make your head feel nice and cool - but I could get that from vicks or bengay) but its not harmful either, so whatever.  Mom calls back, I complain about how long I've had the headache, she says that even if it was a low blood sugar headache, its not going to disappear as soon as I eat (which makes sense, but I guess I'm used to the speedier absorption of caffeince into my system), and she tells me to take a hot shower and she'll call me back.  I opt for a bath instead, which she thinks I shouldn't do in case I pass out.  I explain that I do not feel sick in that way and that I always have a warning dizziness before I pass out (I'm just normally to stupid and feeling to bad to lay down when this happens - thankfully all the falling I've done is from a sitting position) and if I get dizzy in the tub I will immediatley get out - I'm not stupid enough to risk drowning.  She calls back right as I'm getting out and tells me to go to bed and I will feel better. (haha, go to bed, yeah right, its only 9:30).  My head is starting to feel better (more of a dull throb/ache instead of omg-my-heads-gonna-explode!) and then I realize that I never got the rest of the laundry from the laundry room so I go do that.  See #2 for what I did after that.  My head is now feeling better, at least.  :)

2.  I love my husband. Really, I do.  But sometimes he irritates me to no end.  I was going to make us a late dinner of lemon-pepper chicken, but since I had a headache for a good part of the day (and we had sandwiches around 5-6) I never got around to it.  So, after I get the laundry, he asks me to go to Taco Bell for him.  I do, just because its really to late to cook and I don't feel like bitching at him at the moment.  But the difference in our eating habits is annoying at times because they are SO different.  He loves fast food; I hate it.  I love leftovers; he will barely touch them.  We both love medium-rare steak, but I like mine with a smidge of salt and pepper only; whereas he wants his seasoned to death.  I could eat the same thing everyday and be happy, but I still like to try new things.  He is not fond of trying new things, but is not happy about eating a sandwich everyday for lunch.  I like vinegar, garlic, onion, and various random spices on different things(in moderation, generally).  He likes salt, pepper, Tony Chachere's, more salt, more pepper, more Tony's (smothering his food with it).  I grew up with totally homemade food (bread, bicuits, pancakes, pizza, desserts, etc, all from scratch).  He grew up with what I like to call faux-homemade (biscuits out of cans, hamburger helper, Bisquick, etc).  Plus just his eating habits (not what he eats but how he eats it) are annoying.  For one thing he doesn't eat breakfast (the most important meal of the day, ya know!) And he snacks endlessly between meals, which means that when I do make something for dinner, he doesn't eat it all because he been munching on fruit cups and granola bars (his preferred snacks used to be lays and little debbies, but I have at least made him eat semi-healthier snacks).  And if I make casserole for dinner, I will eat it the next day for lunch and dinner until it is gone.  But instead of making that his lunch, he will eat a hotpocket, which I basically buy so if there is nothing in the house and there's  not even bread and peanut butter, he can open up the freezer and eat one, but thats not how he sees it.  

And I realize that I do all the grocery shopping and therefore can get rid of all snack foods and unhealthy things, but then I have the griping and whining to deal with.  And actually eating a fruit cup or granola bar between lunch and dinner is not that big of a deal, but he doesn't eat just one.  Nooo....  He eats probably at least one fruit cup and granola bar per day, and usually its more like 1-2 fruit cups plus 2-4 granola bars.  I just don't know how he can be that hungry - he doesn't expend any energy!!!  And he's still skinnier than me!!!!!!

Oh well, he should be getting a job any day now.  Monday this company is going to install ZoomText on one of their computers so he can do a data-entry test and hopefully get a job there.  Then he will have to take his lunch and will not be able to snack all day.  

Ok.  End of Rant.

Pretties...

#1.  My new US3 dpns.  They are a lovely purple color (fav!)  I wanted bamboo, because I just really like bamboo (in all its wonderful forms), but Hobby Lobby (the closest place to buy such things) had none, so I was forced to buy metal ones (I refuse to buy plastic) and when I found the size I needed, I'm sure I made some type of happy noise because  PURPLE!!!  (lurvs - srsly)

#2.  The pretty yarn I got for my socks.  It was very pretty all wrapped up, but now that I've knitted a swatch and can see the colors changing (its a striping yarn) it is even more beautiful.  

#3.  Susie!!  (this is not a new development - she has just been especially cute and happy and cuddly today)

Ugh

So, after my semi-exciting weekend in Austin (Thursday and Friday night at Jodie's, playing games and eating yummy Chinese, and Saturday night with Sarah, eating out at a delicious Italian restaurant, going to 6th street, and puking in a bar [not gonna say which one, just in case someone was there that night and possibly saw...  and, no, I was not really drunk at all - I'd only had about three drinks, and I can usually hold my alcohol way better than that... I swear, if I drink anything other than tequila {specifically shots and margaritas} I get sick {I had about 2 glasses of wine, a tequila sunrise, and about 1/2 a shot of tequila} which sucks] and then on Sunday we went to the yarn store [YAY!!], where I spent more money than I 'm willing to admit on yarn for a sweater/coat/cardigan that I have been wanting to make for a while [although I would probably spend just as much if I bought a nice sweater like that in a store] and then had a yummy red velvet cupcake with cream cheese frosting from the cupcake stand) I came down with the crud/the epizooti/ a bug/bacteria/virus-thing.  I missed two classes on Tuesday because I had a fever and stuff draining down my throat, which actually made me puke (gross, I know), but I am starting to feel better today.

I suck...

.. at school....   I'm really disappointed in myself, and I know that ranting on a blog that no one reads doesn't really help anything...  but, at least my cat shares my feelings about school.  I was (actually) attempting to study, and she crawls up on the bed, lays on my notebook and starts biting my pen, as if to say "don't pay attention to this stuff - pet me!!  I'm much more entertaining!! *MEOW*)"    

Kinda scary

So, my mom and some other nurses were playing around with the EKG, and her heart was doing something funny, so she had a stress test done.  Her heart rate was good, but they said she had a leaky valve.  (She also told me she could make her rhthym change by coughing... not normal and probably not good).  She has to go back for more tests...  its kinda scary, but she doesn't seem too worried.