LAST DAY OF BEING EIGHTEEN

Heyo,

I am sitting here in my corner not really a corner, but it feels like it with the window next to me blinds closed sipping my iced tea not at this moment, I mean I am typing right now.

This is the last day I will be eighteen and I want to commemorate it somehow. Too much has happened in this last year to really quantify, so I am giving you a snapshot. I will tell you about my day today.

Got up at five-thirty, studied until seven, checked in with family (fun) and then studied more, wrote a paper, got bored. Then I ate lunch and began to panic about all the studying I had to do before test on Thursday. Went to study session at one-thirty. Got some great tutoring felt happy, had to leave far too soon, in order to get to work on time, three thirty. Worked this is too small a word for all that happened, but too much happened to give you all the details.  Came at ten pm and began prep for my twelve hour clinical tomorrow in labor and delivery, which starts at six-thirty.

When I came home, there was so pre-birthday pizzazz around and a SUPER sweet note from little sis she was already in bed when I got home and it made me REALLY happy.

My emotions range from stress test, happy-family, sad-busy, peaceful-productive, hope-Jesus.

That about sums it up as best I can this late at night.

Eighteen years is a pretty good run.

<3 Lissa

One Year Anniversary

Heyo!

Been studying a lot today, reading back through my PowerPoint, when I remember. I had been planning to skip blogging today and get some extra sleep, but now, nope. No rest for the weary.

News is:

I started blogging a year ago today! Yay! 

Really want to write more, but I need some sleep. So later this week I will make up for it. After this test...and work, and birthday stuff, and probably a lot of spring cleaning.

For now thanks and here's to another year!

(Picture of needle, because, why not? #nursingstudent )

<3 Lissa

Price Tags and Being Poor

Heyo,

I just reread yesterday's post and it started strong and ran a bit random, didn't it? That is what writing while sleep deprived gets you.

That isn't going to change quickly though, so unless I take another hiatus, random is here to stay.

Tonight it is story time.

I found my sister birthday present today. I can tell this to you because she doesn't read on a regular basis and also this post contains no spoilers. She knows I am poor.

I walk into a store and look at the jewelry. There was the pretty petite bracelet with little heart charms and I thought, perfect.

I asked to see it.

Still perfect.

The clerk said "132"

And I though. ONE dollar and THIRTY-TWO cents.

I said "I'll take it."

As she started to wrap it, she mentioned that it was a Tiffany's bracelet and that is when it hit me. She told me ONE hundred and THIRTY-TWO dollars.

Sense I had already said yes, I would have probably still bought it except, I didn't have that much money on me.

So I make some excuse about wanting to keep looking and I ditched the store.

Probably not going back there anytime soon.

<3 Lissa

Knowledge

Heyo,

The longer I go through college the more I understand why head knowledge while valuable isn't as vital as critical thinking. I can keep stuffing facts or scenarios into my head, but if I can't make a decision when the chips are down, then it doesn't matter.

There was a test yesterday (and still no grade) and there is another bigger test this coming week. So I feel pretty qualified at the moment to tell you  that while I want the knowledge I need the hands on.
 In nursing that is the clinical section. ( I am about to go on Newborn rotation, which is super exciting).

I can't believe the semester is more than half way over...and yet it still drags onward, longer, harder. Yaaaay. Not.

Anyway use critical thinking, and get good at it by doing non-school work activities. Like jobs, or volunteer work or simple real life situations. A textbook can't give you good judgment, you have to cultivate it yourself.

Also as I continue in my new job, I have learned everything goes a bit better with a smile. Good customer service never hurts and no, that doesn't mean the customer is always right.


<3 Lissa

PS MY BIRTHDAY IS IN LESS THAN A WEEK.

Twelve Days???

Heyo?

Empty echo.

Okay then. I HAVE MISSED YOU.

Hallow hall.

No excuses I know, but I am sorry.

Is forgiven, because I am the only person still here.

Seriously though. I have missed you.

I got my summer figured out. Or more figured out than before

Studied, but never enough

Took a spring break and read not even one book. I know I am pathetic.

But I painted pottery.

And I started editing. Like seriously editing. On a similiar note. Anyone want to read a stupid book started a sixteen? Because at points I think it might need to quitly die.
Work too, but work is pretty fun. I actually get to do something EASY

So that's me or some of me. I have to go, because test tomorrow. I think my life revolves around tests, but there is no time right now to analyze the patheticness of that statement right now. Later maybe. Or more likely it will just keep me up tonight as I stress about something that is mostly all stupid.

Hope you have been having a lovely life! Once again I have to say: I missed this.

<3 Lissa

PS Phrase in my head right now "God help me pass this test." Playing on repeat in a brain near you.

Good Friday Repeat

Heyo,

Happy Good Friday to everyone! It sounds a little strange to be saying 'happy' when it was the day Jesus died, but it good in the fact that he paid the price for our sins. If you are a usual blog reader chances are you have already heard that. A lot.

But is frequent bad?  It is an old story now, about two thousand years, give or take.  It is like a book you just can't put down the first time, and every time you reread it, draws you back in.

Its not magic, it is the power of God.

So if you are like me and know the Easter story, better than your life, think about it like a faithful friend.

<3 Lissa

PS Little sis informed me this morning that feet are not an okay topic to blog about, so my apologies. I was simply to tired to think of anything else. Besides those feet needed a pep talk.

My Feet

Heyo,

An Open Letter to my Feet

Dear Feet,

     Thank you for all the places you have taken me or will take me. I feel like I take you for granted until you are hot and achy like at this precise moment. I want you to know that while your polish may be chipping off of the toes, I still keep moving.

 

     This brings me to some constructive criticism. I know that you hate shoes, but everyday I have to stuff you into them. Complain and sweat all you want; take it up with current cultural and societal norms, maybe even basic hygiene. Into shoes you will continue to go.

 

     Why don't you like socks either? They are supposed to be warm and cuddly, basically a pillows on which to constant stand or walk upon, but for you they hypnotize your balance, you lose your grip, slipping and sliding everywhere, not mention just being generally grouchy.

 

     While we are on requests, could you also not follow genetics? I mean I would prefer to go my whole life without bunions or varicose veins. This isn't just for vanity, those are painful. No signs yet, but still I am keeping my eye on you.

 

     I know I put you through a lot I stand/walk for a living, not to mention for fun. I hate sitting, so you get quite the workout. I remember that time that the ankles acted up, please don't ever do that. That's all for now. Thanks. Keep up the good work.

 

 

<3 Lissa

 

 

PS I'm 'back'. Never left. HAPPY APRIL FOOLS DAY :P

 



The End

Heyo.

Today the blog is over. Too much going on sorry, but on this the FIRST of APRIL, it is over. I almost made it a year. Better luck next time.

There isn't any more. 

<3 Lissa