Hoping this works

I want my bed

Things don't look good when I have woken up not feeling good.  Why is it when one has the least time to be ill the body decides it has the most time to be ill?!?!

Today would be the best day ever to just lay in my super large bed and fall asleep while listening to a book on my iPod.

Alas, I am instead sitting in my Leadership class, trying to pay attention instead of throwing up.

Bleck.

Two Down, Four More To Go

Educational Law?

DONE!

School Finance?

 DONE!

YEAHHHHHHHH!!!!!

If I Were on Deathrow

Listening to my guilty pleasure, Radio From Hell (on X96), it was brought up that Mr. Gardener, an evil man, had his last meal last night as he wants to then fast before he is executed by a firing squad. He had something disgusting like lobster and butter.

As I reflected on that being a disgusting last meal, I then started to think of what MY last meal would be.  True, I will never have a 'last meal', at least not one I will be aware of as being my last, but IF I had the option......

Appetizer:

 Steamed wontons from Jasmine

Main Course:

 Sesame Chicken from Jasmine (this stuff is like BUTTER! I would have two orders because hello, I'm dying so who cares about calories!!)

And:

Fresh wheat bread from Great Harvest (to help soak up the goodness that is the sesame chicken)

The infamous broccoli salad that my family was raised on.  I freaking love this, plus, it will give me my vegetable/fruit requirement for the day.

For Dessert:

My mother's homemade cinnamon rolls.  These things RULE!

And:

The best cheesecake ever from Carnegie Deli in NY! It did take three of us to eat this one slice, but if it's my last meal, I'll take one for the team and eat it by myself!

To Wash it all Down:

Tepid Water

And:

Ice Cold with lots of Limes!

Note:  Most of this is laden with gluten, but hello....if it's my last meal, I will be dead before the pain attacks start so bring on the gluten!!!

My Life Lately

One Big Blur

Zzzzzz

I fell asleep last night at 9pm.  Pure and utter exhaustion is what I am feeling.

I woke up at 4am, had to as I hadn't written my paper yet, and surprisingly had enough energy to complete the paper and be out the door by 7am.

It occurred to me, while I was driving to class, that I don't think I've been THIS exhausted since I was a swimmer in high school (when I swam 5.5 hours a day).

The only difference is I don't have the inner health, nor outer physique to go with the exhaustion.

Too bad that mental exercise doesn't equate to a strong, stealthy, slim and sexy physical appearance.

Oh well. 

At least my brain will be all sorts of fibrous and solid instead of squishy and spacious when I'm dead.

Over and Over Again

The problem with being in class from 7:30am until around 5:30pm, then staying after class to complete assignments, then going home and finishing all the hundreds of pages of reading, assignments and interviews, then DOING IT ALL AGAIN THE NEXT MORNING.......

is.........................

I feel like I'm living 'Groundhogs Day'.

Today's Goal

Not to fall asleep in School Finance.

And if you too were in this class, it'd be your goal as well.

Here's hoping.

And it begins

"This is a face-to-face, summer-block course that is concentrated and intense (fifteen weeks are condensed into ten, one-half day sessions)." -School Finance & Resource Management Syllabus-


Pretty sure the other syllabi will consist of the same wording: intense, ten days instead of fifteen weeks, get out now while you can, you are crazy for doing this, C's do get degrees but now for the second Masters so you better pray and hope for B's, yes the scenery is beautiful but you don't get to see it due to being in class all day and then in your room doing homework all night, etc., etc. etc.

I need to go throw up and then finish reading the five legal cases that I've yet to even look at.

Hope the start to your summer is better than mine, or at least more entertaining.

The Latest Endeavor

Getting ready to attend school for a second master's degree is a bit overwhelming.  Packing up my classroom, after five years in the same room, is a pain in the neck (or back in my case), figuring what I will and will not need in school, and working at the hospital all in the same week/weekend has slightly stressed me out.

Oh, and my back has been hurting for the past week (stupid falling off the step-ladder while painting) so I of course can't even lift up to my 20lb limit.  Went to the doctor yesterday for the meds, I am determined to not have surgery again, and he stated, "You are not to pick anything up or do anything for the next four weeks!"  Sheesh, even after I explained my life for the next year, he just looked at me and stared.  Okay, okay, I get it.  I will do nothing.

Thank goodness my brother Mike helped me move out my room today, and mom is helping me organize for the weekend haul up North.  I of course feel stupid as I can't even carry my bag as it is sort of too much right now.  A student asked me today, when I dropped a pen and I asked them to pick it up for me, "Are you handicapped now or what?"

For the next four weeks, yes I am.  I hope my grad class and professor are ready for the giant girl standing in the back of the room all day.

What in the world was I thinking when I decided to do this.

Oh yeah, I needed to be occupied and have options for my career and be SUPER busy so I don't focus on the loser ex who should have been the guy I originally fell in love with and should have been marrying me in a week!

*Disclaimer: not really able to write grammatically correct, nor witty, as I'm a bit medicated at the moment :)