| GAAH! |
[Aug. 9th, 2007|10:08 am] |
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I think I'm setting up some sort of record for horrible first days. Started my first day at the hospital yesterday and ran around a lot with blankets and such and then as I was walking down the hall with the Aide I was trailing, another assistant asked if I could bring a non-fat milk to a patient in the room. I thought she might have been in a hurry, and agreed, and grabbed a milk to bring over to the room. I walked in there to hand it to him and the patient was trying to tell me how he ordered pancakes but didn't get them and then another Aide ran over and shouted at me to move out of the room.
Turns out the guy had MRSA and I was suppose to suit up with a gown, gloves, and a mask to go inside. Oops. The yellow cart was suppose to clue me in but it was sitting right next the linen card and I didn't notice it. That and I still wouldn't have known what it meant because orientation didn't talk about it.
Anyway, bad. Yes. Then 10 hours later I develop a painful red bump on my neck (which is one of the early symptoms of MRSA--painful red bumps that develop into rashes). I was was thinking I was fucked at that point--first day interning and I had just turned into a patient myself. I made enough of a panicked fit that my dad drove me to the ECU in the middle of the night.
Doctor: I think that's a pimple.
Me: WTF
*sigh*
Fun times. |
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| Stressed! |
[Jul. 24th, 2007|10:52 pm] |
Gah, I feel like I've bitten off more than I can chew. Since graduation, I came home and essentially had 2 goals that I would pursue over the summer: find a paying part-time job (hopefully medically related), and get an internship at a hospital (most likely unpaid, and but beggars can't be choosers). I was really hoping at least 1 would work out, and since I already had that lab internship, I thought I was doing alright. I also had summer school classes for that lab internship, missed credits and all that, but anyway, that wasn't too bad.
Then it turned out that the hospital internship thing wasn't nearly as competitive as they made it sound (apply 3 months early! It's crowded and we have rolling admissions--they said, and then 4 days later, they're like, you're all accepted. Start in 4 days! to our big group of 68) and work started waaay earlier than expected and everything's starting at once and its insanity. 8 hours on Saturday and 9 hours on Sunday training for the hospital spanning 2 weeks, 2 hours in lab on Mon & Wed and then 6 hours on Friday to run the antibody stains and 2 classes (its summer school so they run 2 hours and 20 minutes per class instead of the usual 1 hr and 10) and MCAT teaching on Tue and Thurs and preping for the class itself and gaaah! I'm going insane. I'm so ready for a break.
Teaching's going alright though. Though the guys who work in the parking office still don't believe I'm not a student and are skeptical everytime I go in for a parking permit (the guy behind the desk keeps changing too, which is a bummer). But my students are okay and pretty laid back bunch. That's a relief.
On a side note: lab is fun though a bit harrowing. When I applied, I was thinking 'Ohh... I'd like to work with butterflies!!!' but I should have known better considering past experiences. Now I cut open catepillars and dig out their undeveloped wings to do antibody stains and kill them before they can become butterflies. Yay for me.
D:<
Still. A bit better than dissecting 3 day old baby mice for brain slices. That was horrifying. Something about green ooze just doesn't feel as unsettling as red guts all over your latex gloves. Still. Should consider working with animals I'm not too fond of. Maybe fruit flies or something.
Still haven't read Book 7 yet!! It's been sitting on my desk for about 4 days and I brought it with me to class thinking I'd read it in between break but never happened. GAAH. Don't want to start unless I have time to finish it, so it will have to sit some more. |
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| ACK, workday from HELL |
[Jul. 11th, 2007|11:04 am] |
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It was sort of the teaching nightmare from hell yesterday right there. I went into the classroom to set up my board and prepare for the Organic Chemistry II lesson and as the students started trickling in, one of them was like, 'We were taught that last week by a substitute from this guy from Fullerton,' and I was like, '?!?!?'
Apparently, they had already been taught Organic Chemistry, and I had spent 9 hours preparing for the wrong lesson. But of course, orgo was the only lesson I prepared for, seeing that I had my Teacher's Lesson books about five days ago and given the revision pages Sunday.
But there was really no other way to go about it so I went on to teach Biology 2, the next planned lesson, which I had never even looked at or read or sat down with correction pages to edit. I essentially spent the entire class teaching from stuff that I was reading as I went along.
Parts of the class essentially went: 'Ok! Everybody take a 5 minute break so I can read the rest of the stuff I'm suppose to teach!'
And then I kicked everyone out of the room.
There were apparently a whole ton of mistakes in my books that the students had to keep mentioning--I was missing whole diagrams and I had explanations to the wrong questions so I sometimes gave them wrong explanations. Eventually, I made them read passages by themselves that we were suppose to read together so I could spend the time skimming it and looking over the answer choices. And correct all the mistakes in my lesson book. It was great.
Anyway, fortunately, it was Bio and probably everyone's strongest subject so it wasn't that much of a crisis and they didn't have that many questions for me. It ended up finishing about 30 minutes early, thank god, because I had just about had enough. I think the students did too.
Gah, so not a happy first workday. |
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| OMFG I'm so screwed |
[Jul. 8th, 2007|11:48 pm] |
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I think now I know why my Animal Physiology teacher used to carry three large sized Starbucks' coffees into our 11:20 class and guzzling them as he talked at us (as the class went on and he got more caffeinated, he'd start vibrating and shooting desperate looks at the rest of us). I was so desperate for coffee during my teach-backs at the testing review center and I just doing a piece of the whole lesson at one person. But GAH I felt like my brain was going to start seeping through my nose towards the end.
Seriously, audiences are like dementors. They sit there and suck the energy out of you through your face. I don't know how I'm going to last 3 hours lecturing at a 35 person class on Organic Chemistry. I'm going to have to arm myself with a lot of coffee.
The training session felt like such a disaster. Most of the material I was trying to teach I had very little recollection of. So quite a bit went something like this:
me: The electron lone pairs attacks the electrophilic, positively charged carbon in a Sn2 addition like so...
guy: Wait, the arrow goes the other way.
me: [scribble]
guy: Uh... the other other way.
me: [scribble]
guy: Uh... what's that smear?
And I'm too short to reach more than 1/2 the board so I'm erasing a lot faster than I should. But standing on a chair while lecturing to reach the rest of the whiteboard is weird and not just a little embarrassing. I hope the boards at the Long Beach classroom are suitably lower.
GAH.
Well, I have until Tuesday to prepare and get really caffeinated. |
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| Hey again, |
[Jun. 18th, 2007|06:42 pm] |
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Wow, it's so weird to be back on Livejournal again. It's been awhile. I've been moving all my things out of suitcases and boxes and it's amazing how much junk I've collected over the past 3 years in Wellesley. And it's weird to know that I'm not going back.
They say that college is a learning and growing experience where you discover yourself but I think all I did was regress in maturity and evolve into a huge dork. Considering I own all but one of the Star Trek movies and I have a little row of Doctor Who themed earrings hanging on my earring stand and most of my Senior year weekends were spent in malls splurging on Build-a-Bear with my friends and then retiring when it got dark to watch a movie in one of our rooms... I think I partied more as a Sophomore. But anyway...
It's weird not being a student anymore. This actually means I have to deal with life. I'm holding off on applying to medical school for a year while I get some more lab experience under my belt. We'll see how that goes. And get a job. At a place that has medical insurance as part of their employee policy. Fast. |
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| it's over!!! |
[Aug. 29th, 2006|10:21 am] |
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Finally! I was holed up for 3 months studying for the MCATs and it was finally done, which was a huge relief. But then finishing the MCATs led me to address other pressing problems, like half of my wisdom tooth suddenly cracking and falling off for no particular reason, and my dentist took the chance to get them all pulled, and now I'm drugged up on pain killers and my cheeks are the size of mellons and I think I feel happy for no particular reason.
Ack.
On a side note, I suddenly decided I need to splurge on ebay and bought the entire collection of OZ and the 4400. They haven't came yet, but hey, at least its something mindless to do. |
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| hosting nightmares |
[Jun. 23rd, 2006|12:23 pm] |
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feffiNET pooped and my website went along with it, so now there's no paperwings.org, no ACKisms, and no GACKisms anymore *weeps*. I still have the domain but it doesn't lead anywhere. Does anyone know of a good free hosting place with not too many ads? Or better yet, does anyone own a domain and wouldn't mind forking over 1 mb of space? I will love you forever for it.
I think if I study much more, formulas will start pouring out of my ears. I've been dragging my feet of sorts studying for the MCATs (Organic Chem, Chem, Physics, Bio, English, English composition and arug! And the test is 8 hours long. GAH) and bought the entire Oz series on ebay. I still haven't watched it. Now I'm searching up Battlestar Galactica. Urg, I need better stress relief habits. Like knitting or something innoculous like that. I'm an awful person.
Side note, went to Vegas last weekend and finally visited the Star Trek: The Experience store at the Hilton. Was rather disturbed to realize I was the only one under the age of 30 there, minus the guy who was dressed up as a Klingon who was probably some poor college kid at a summer job.
But ooooh, the store had a cafe that served Star Trek-esque food. And they had a wedding chapel that was based of the Bridge of the Enterprise-D and and their priest of sorts dresses up in the captain's uniform. I want to get married now. Gah, I'm such a dork. Someone get married with me? We can forgo the license. |
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| PayPal users beware |
[Jun. 5th, 2006|12:22 am] |
Unfortunately, this was a bit late for me, but if anyone receives an email titled "PayPal Case 110-975-478 Account Security Measures Notification," forward it to PayPal's scam department and then delete it immediately.
Of course, I was an idiot and really didn't think twice. The email looked quite geniune and follows PayPal's layout and design. I really didn't think much of it when I clicked on the link and left then room when it was loading. I can back and started filling it out and realized after I hit submit that the link on top was not directly linked back to paypal. I went back, clicked on the link again, and realized it was a redirected page from AOL. Oops. I really should have paid more attention.
A question. Does anyone know if information is sent if the forum is incomplete? I left a few slots blank when I clicked the button, so it redirected me back to the page. I really hope no information was sent because my social security number was involved, and if that was compromised, my life is going to get a whole lot more complicated. This is really frustrating. Does anyone have any idea? |
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| I need a life |
[May. 12th, 2006|03:23 pm] |
I'm an awful person. But this has been an awful semester and I think I should really stop trying to go the preMed track because its been taking over my life.
Hello everyone. |
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| gahness |
[Jan. 12th, 2006|12:18 pm] |
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Am really not sure how I'm going to whip myself into shape before April for the MCATs. I just started studying now whereas I know most people have been preparing since last year and my diagnostic score is too depressing to even be mentioned and I'm beginning to wonder if I should be considering a change in future profession, even though its much too late in the year to be considering things like this. Oh well. Full speed ahead I guess, since I already paid for the test. Gah.
On a side note, Insurance companies are evil. Was calling regarding claims for the clinic I work for and was put on hold for 22 minutes. Finally reached them and asked for an explanation of why they didn't pay for our patient and left no explanation, the guy just stuck me on hold somemore. 10 minutes later:
guy: Oh, it looks like this claim was placed on medical review.
me: That was 3 months ago. They returned this claim to us three months ago.
guy: It's still on review.
me: And that means...
guy: I emailed them for details. Call back in 3 to 5 days.
*click*
Gaaaah! *tears out hair*
oh a side note, was digging through links on my computer and found the Doll Maker thing that people were playing with way back last summer (I'm slow), and was fiddling with it while I was waiting.
( because I was bored and pissed ) |
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| (no subject) |
[Jan. 6th, 2006|12:22 pm] |
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| You Passed the US Citizenship Test | 
Congratulations - you got 8 out of 10 correct! |
I was getting apprehensive midway through the test, like, shite, I'm going to fail and not get my driver's permit apprehensive. This was actually pretty hard. |
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| greg icons as promised |
[Jan. 2nd, 2006|06:56 pm] |
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Greg Sanders (CSI) icons for ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) shei, as promised. Sorry, I don't have the icon of your nieces yet. I downloaded that to my computer at work, and I don't have them on hand at the moment. I'll get them to you soon, hopefully.
( 12 CSI icons ) |
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| I live!! |
[Dec. 24th, 2005|11:17 am] |
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Spent about one month in my cave doing nothing but eat ramen and write final papers and read Organic Chemistry research papers. Honestly, I thought chem was a dead field and only bio had any mobility but apparently, there are still people out there playing with chemicals. Woah. Guess there's something I know I definitely won't be trying. Considering the number of times I made toxic tar during those "design your own synthesis reaction" experiments from non-toxic reactants, I don't think having access to any more toxic reactants is going to change anything.
And my friend got me addicted to CSI over finals week. Bought seasons 1, 2, 3, 4, and 5 and watched most of it in the midst of studying. Ack, I have such an obsessive personality. And an escapist complex. Arug.
On a side note: Brokeback Mountain. Friend managed to scrounge opening night tickets at this sketchy little antique theater in Boston and we were like the only people under the age of 40 in the audience. Beautifully put together movie though I had been hoping for something much more In the Mood for Love and 2046 esque, more surreal and colorful but the techniques Ang Lee used worked. I was weepy for the first time in 8 years during a movie.
And Rufus Wainwright is my new love. |
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| I think I'm a really flaky person |
[Sep. 27th, 2005|06:22 pm] |
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... but really, is anyone surprised? I've pulled like... I donnuo, 3, or 4 disappearing acts already. But anyway, MCATs are this year and I signed myself up for classes, so that's pretty nasty. I'm thinking I want to escape into the mountains. My dorm window faces this nice stretch of woods that looks like something out of the Sleepy Hollow movie. All we need are glow in the dark raccoon eyes that peek out between trees.
And I don't know what possessed me to take Japanese (it seemed worthwhile at the time considering the nice grand worth of manga sitting in my self, none of which I can read), but its damn hard. And it meets every weekday at 8:30 am. But I'm really bad at it. Daily conversations go 'kore-wa-wah-wah-wah????' and then I start mumbling. Arug. Blah.
But on a side note, saw Neil Gaiman! He came to Boston for a reading and book signing for Ananci Boys and I invaded (didn't have a ticket for the event. But a few friends and I got there early and stared at the bouncer with minimal blinking and she just let us in. Mwaha) and squeezed into the Harvard chapel with about 500 other people. Weeee. Am looking forward to Terry Pratchett's visit in about a month, or is it two? Don't remember. Arug.
And I know its been awhile and this is really old, but since I fiddled with it a bit and chewed spotted cheese while at it:
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| wah shit. |
[Aug. 23rd, 2005|10:57 am] |
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I think I pretty much spent my entire summer playing Sims. This is... something that I'm going to pretend I don't remember. Well, that's the end of that. I really need to give my Sims 2 disk to a friend and get it as far away from me as possible. That solves that problem.
I have no self control.
Is there some sort of Sims 2 program that clears out hacks? I have a bad habit of downloading lots and weird things get incorporated into my game. Like... I have kids who have crushes on each other and adults, which... shouldn't be possible. They don't even have the 'flirt' option open to them. And when I click on sims, they have an option to commit suicide -- in all the ways the game can kill a sim. It's really quite fun but the novelty of it made me abuse it so now, the neighborhood population halved. Jealousy is somehow missing. And I think I must have downloaded a lot intended to be some sort of harem because there's some really questionable clothing in the inventory and a career called 'whore.' *headdesk* Help?
But on another note, figliaperduta and I spent 10 days in Northern California, 4 days in San Fran, 3 days in Yosemite, a bunch of days in trains and planes getting where we were going. Was fun though things could have gone smoother for us; tickets to Alcatraz were sold out far in advance and we never could get ahold of them. And the day we went to see the Golden Gate Bridge, only about 1/3 of it wasn't covered by the fog and we were starved and not in the mood to see something without any pizza stands nearby.
Hm.
But anyway, was an interesting trip since neither of us had ever met each other before, so we got acquainted with each other's weird habits well in advance. Actually, it was more like figliaperduta got acquainted with my bad habits and I mooched off figliaperduta and did nothing. Most of our days started out like this.
me: Where we going?
DC: Powell street. *takes out San Fran for Dummies book* Turn right here.
me: ok. *follows* *follows* *follows some more*
And the day I did navigate, I got us to a Furniture and Jewelry mall when all we really wanted was ice cream. Weeeeee. Really, I'm about as useful as a sack of tomatoes in a foreign place.
Got some writing done. Really not worth posting though. Maybe I need to start something new. The other stories burned themselves out. Ack.
ETA: wait, nevermind. I googled the search and found the sims clean installer thing. Everything's all good. That and I shouldn't be playing the sims anyway. *sigh* I'm useless |
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| accck |
[Aug. 3rd, 2005|11:09 am] |
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I feel evil. Came into the neuro lab to do some cell cultures and my lab mentor showed me the basement where they keep their lab animals.
me: Ooo... they're cute.
mentor: People usually use tissue from mouse fetuses for culture but I use mice that's 6 days old.
me: ?
mentor: Tissue samples.
me: ... oh... right... as in brain slices...?
Okay. So me coming into lab to practice tissue sampling resulted in the death of 6 baby mice. Ack. I feel evil. I think I'm going go home and make myself a smoothie and watch reruns of Saturday morning cartoons and cuddle my dog. |
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| bleh |
[Jul. 21st, 2005|01:53 pm] |
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I think I'm going to pretend the Harry Potter series ended with GoF and the rest of the books were all a nasty nightmare. And then maybe adopt a few fanfics as the true version and keep my mind cocooned. Ack.
I'm such an escapist.
( Soilers... whoopsie )
On a side note, my sims seen to prefer being homosexual. fadagaski, did you ever have a problem with sims randomly falling in love with each other even though their relationship meter is like 30/20? I mean, I pretty much left a bunch of sims in a room talking and the next thing I know, a pair of them were randomly falling in love and I really didn't intend for that to happen. Now, one of them keeps visiting the other at his home and staying overnight and I'm trying to get the sim to fall in love with someone else so he can cheat on the other guy and get him pissed and their relationship meter to crash. *sigh* pissy things.
EDIT: sorry about the screw up earier. Had this typed and posted in the lab so I never got to double check it. Really pointless for that spoiler part, wasn't it? So sorry. Hope I didn't ruin anyone. |
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| aruuuuuuug |
[Jul. 13th, 2005|09:37 pm] |
This is terrible. I've stopped going online for about a month, I know, and it's really not my fault. It's Sims 2. I thought it would stop. It's gotten worse!! I've created more neighborhoods and started reenacting stories (and it's always a sign that it's gotten out of hand if I start resorting to stuff like Hamlet reenactments. Shucks).
But anyway, I went off to download lots because I hate building new houses (they always come out weird and I always run out of money so the few houses I've build, the poor Maxis have no walls around their bathrooms or bedrooms. It makes them very unhappy) and I must have downloaded a hacked up one because now everytime I click on the mailbox, there's a whole bunch of extra options that doesn't involve getting the mail, like "make everyone happy" or "make friends for me" or "make me know everyone" or "force an alien abduction." Whoopsie. Got curious and clicked on a few and discovered that male Maxis can get pregnant with alien babies and the make friends for me option is probably the worse thing because it means phone calls nonstop from 4 pm to 3 am. Was so irked by it that I locked the Maxi in the bathroom and moved the door and had her starve to death. Felt really guilty afterwards and built a pretty shrine for her though. Now she haunts the tree.
Hm... my life is such a waste.
Hey everybody. Sorry about being out of it again. |
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