MySpace-May 30, 2007-Regarding this block...I'd like to quote myself.

 'Grade wise, I think I can pull it all up, but socially, I think I'm going to crash and burn.'
And regarding someone-'Her pants and shirt are strangers because they never meet.'
Anyway, last night we had a social event for my class and the one ahead of us who are notoriously bad sports about everything (that's secretly putting it very mildly). They made up the teams for this bowling thing and I was on a team with a classmate and two third years including the orginal Ted Kellerman. Secretly, I couldn't of asked for a better team to be on. We all sucked at bowling and there was no pressure to do well. Add in the fact that none of us dressed in the '80s theme of the night and I let Ted drink my share of  the beer and it was grand! I just need to find better people to be my friends. And when entering the names, Ted asked if I wanted to be Leslie or Pope. Its cool.
Anyway, I'm not having a grand time at school and its mostly because of my sudden social retardation. I don't know what it is-a fair mixture of anxiety, hatred and sheer anger perhaps.

[EDIT-Originally published to Blogger on May 31, 2011]

MySpace-May 28, 2007-Fantabulous Weekend And Apartment Destiny Part II

So Joe was coming down for the weekend and I had big plans that were more than our normal sit on the couch and be domestic.
This is a fair warning that this is an intense and boring account of my weekend.
Joe got to my house about 4am on Friday morning! After sleeping for a few more hours, I woke up, made him breakfast, woke him up and went to school for three hours of mind numbingly dull classes. After class, I went and picked Joe up and we went to look at an apartment. He'd already looked at one studio apartment where I used to live and wasn't a big fan of it. We looked at this different apartment. He liked it as had I when all I had done was drive past it. Its near I-70 and 63 near the end of a dead end road. Its quiet and just past the seedy motels and gentlemen's club. Anyway, the rest of Friday afternoon, we at lunch at Panera and bought some clothes. Then chilled at my house to watch Jeopardy! before taking Riley for a walk downtown. We had dinner and then watched Spiderman 3. It was a long movie. I think it would of been very helpful had I kept my end of my promise to Alex to watch the first two some other time. I kept asking retarded questions such as 'where did he get his suit?' (Answer-aparently he made it himself and keeps it in his closet next to his running shoes.) and 'does he have clothes stashed all over the city?' (Joe says no, he brings them with him and then hides them, but I disagree)
Saturday, we had another three apartments to look at. And unfortunatly had decided to keep the appointment. But the agency was very unprofessional. They knew nothing about any of the places. One place was a two bedroom, when I had clearly told them I wanted to look at a one bedroom, they couldn't let us see the only place we were really interested in and couldn't tell us if another place with high utilities was gas and electric or only electric. Then we drove across town to see yet another place-this one actually wasn't too bad. But in our wake we left sleepy hungover college students and a deep resentment for the place called 443-STOP. Then we went back to the rental office for the place from Friday. There Joe signed a lease! Joe now has a place to live in beginning in August. I am excited. I am also freaking out. Joe knew this and called me on it no sooner than we were in the lobby of the  building. I can't help it! Its a big deal! I feel a lot of pressure and know while everything will work out that I NEED to MAKE it work out, even if its not my responsiblity.
After that, we went to the park and had an amazing BBQ with Riley. We took her to the dog park and she was thrown into the lake and played with some other dogs. Later we got a movie and ice cream. I feel asleep during the movie.
Sunday, Joe went home and I spent the day asleep on the couch. Today, I am trying to catch up on some homework and do some studying. I have senior-itis, well, I guess its more summer-itis. (An inflammation of summer. That's really only funny if you're in pathology.)
My rant for today-We all got an e-mail from one of my classmates trying to encourage us to go take exercise classes at the rec center where she teaches. She says that she hears alot of people say that vet school makes them fat and that its not true, we do it to ourselves. Well, as true as this may be, I don't like being told that I'm a fatty. I'll do that myself thank you very much. AND I might be fatter than you but at least my all of my shirts meet my pants. Stupid people in my class...

[EDIT-Originally published to Blogger on May 31, 2011]

MySpace-May 22, 2007-Joe's Girlfriend Destiny

 Last night, before everything exploded involving apartments and both me and Joe being strong headed, when I called Joe, he answered with 'you're the only bee in my bonnet' from 'Birdhouse In Your Soul' because that's his ringtone for when I call. I told him that 'Birdhouse in Your Soul' was everyone's ringtone BUT his.
Now this may sound harsh, seeing as both of us would think of this song as perhaps being our song. Okay, maybe I'm the only one that thinks that. But I told him that I liked that song so much, that I like hearing it all of the time and getting to think about him anyway, and that I had chosen my new favorite song to be his ringtone-'I Will Follow You Into The Dark' by Death Cab for Cutie.
So today, as something like this was brought up, he said something about a song he heard on the radio and really liked. How he should put what he knew into Google and see what it is. I asked him the line and what does he tell me? A line from 'I Will Follow You Into the Dark'! Girlfriend destiny...seriously, is this weird for anyone else?

[EDIT-Originally, published to Blogger on May 22, 2011.]

MySpace-May 22, 2007-I Will Follow You Into The Dark

"I Will Follow You Into The Dark" By Death Cab For Cutie
Love of mine some day you will die
But I'll be close behind
I'll follow you into the dark

No blinding light or tunnels to gates of white
Just our hands clasped so tight
Waiting for the hint of a spark
If Heaven and Hell decide
That they both are satisfied
Illuminate the NOs on their vacancy signs

If there's no one beside you
When your soul embarks
Then I'll follow you into the dark

In Catholic school as vicious as Roman rule
I got my knuckles bruised by a lady in black
And I held my tongue as she told me
"Son fear is the heart of love"
So I never went back

If Heaven and Hell decide
That they both are satisfied
Illuminate the NOs on their vacancy signs

If there's no one beside you
When your soul embarks
Then I'll follow you into the dark

You and me have seen everything to see
From Bangkok to Calgary
And the soles of your shoes are all worn down
The time for sleep is now
It's nothing to cry about
Cause we'll hold each other soon
The blackest of rooms

If Heaven and Hell decide
That they both are satisfied
Illuminate the NOs on their vacancy signs

If there's no one beside you
When your soul embarks
Then I'll follow you into the dark
Then I'll follow you into the dark


[EDIT-Originally, published to Blogger on May 22, 2011.]

MySpace-May 21, 2007-The Stars Were Misaligned

Joe's apartment destiny came crashing down today. He called the landlord and then she called me and told me that the one bedroom in the basement had been rented. However, the studio that I used to live in is up for rent. So its back to looking for apartments. I have some scheduled to look at on Wednesday. Joe could be living in Glenn Rehn's backyard. A good combination or disaster? We'll see.
I had more complaints...but I won't get into them.
Oh, but my trip to Pennsylvania is totally on. Mom is coming with me and we're also going to Gettysburg and Lancaster County (Amish country) in addition to Philiadelphia. I think we're also taking a detour through New Jersey and Deleware because they are right there. Maybe even Maryland and West Virginia long enough to get a snow globe for my collection.

[EDIT-Originally, published to Blogger on May 22, 2011.]

MySpace-May 20, 2007-GRADES!

Grades for last block have finally been posted. I thought that I had done pretty well. I did better than pretty well! Despite the fact that I was screwed by a final in Ganjam's class and hince screwed out of an A, I got a B in anatomy which totally made up for it! So I had all Bs! My GPA is steadly improving and my class rank jumped up one spot!
See this just proves that yes, I can do it. And if I got my ass off of the couch, I could easily have a 3.0 or even a 4.0 average every block. I just like TV too much.
[EDIT-Originally, published to Blogger on May 22, 2011.]

MySpace-May 20, 2007-Joe's Apartment Destiny

Okay, so as you all probably know, I've been frustrating myself looking for apartments here in Columbia for Joe. Its really aggervating because I don't know really what he wants and no one wants to show me anything without having an application filled out first.
Anyway, from the get go, Joe has always said that he'd rather rent from an individual, such as Misti and Greg my old landlords, versus a faceless corporation such as DBC, my new landlords. Easier said than done. But he does have a point. You don't have to pass a credit check with Greg and Misti. So on one of my searches for apartments, I noticed that in the old house where I used to live on College Ave., the one bedroom apartment in the basement was up for rent. I called Misti about it and it was really cheap but guarenteed to be small. I set up a time and went to look. Joe told me he had a good feeling about this place.
Now this is where destiny and fate start kicking in.
First of all, the guy that lives there now, moved into my studio in that house when I moved out. And then when I moved out of the place on Providence, he moved in there too. And now potentially, I could be moving my boyfriend into his old place. Weird.
And destiny only starts getting stronger...this guy came in with me and Misti and when we walked into the living room, who do I spy as the background on his computer? Tom Waits! I asked to make sure and then this guy pointed out a Tom Waits drawing and mentioned that the name of his old band was Murder in the Red Barn, a Tom Waits song. I told him that Tom Waits was Joe's favorite artist. Crazy...
So now Joe knows what he must do. But just to make sure that he does, I'm going to outline it once again for him...He must hope that no one else had a strike of destiny. He must call Misti and Greg to tell them who he is and that he's interested.  He must mention to Misti and Greg the potential of him being down here this upcoming Memorial Day weekend and that he would like to look at the apartment again. He must call them again later in the week once he knows when he's coming and set up a time to look at the apartment. He must be prepared to pay a deposit and sign a lease making his girlfriend happy that she doesn't have to keep looking at apartments for him. And then he must think about how he's going to get the furniture into the tiny apartment.

I love apartment destiny!

[EDIT-Originally, published to Blogger on May 22, 2011.]

MySpace-May 17, 2007-He's So Sweet!

 Joe sent me flowers today at school. Two dozen red roses. Making my classmates envious came with a treasure hunt too.
I sent Joe a text and he pretty much called me back wondering why I didn't know about the flowers. I poked around the dean's office-where flowers are normally delivered. Then checked my e-mail. The flowers had been delivered to the basement where NONE of my classmates would see them. I however made sure that some would so I walked through the crowded lunchroom with the box and opened them there. I then put the box on top of the mailboxes where everyone could see. I should of taken them out of the box for maximum jelousy but that would of made the quarter mile trip to my car harder later.
Joe's so good to me. I'm glad I have him. Its really a shame that I don't get to see him this weekend..., if you know what I mean...

[EDIT-Originally, published to Blogger on May 22, 2011.]

MySpace-May 14, 2007-Broadway Is Dark Tonight

Almost seven years ago exactly, I lost one of my high school classmates, Stephanie Medley. It was the last days of our junior year and the seniors had already taken their finals and gone. The school on a whole was excited-excited to be essentially a year older and ready for summer. Stephanie and I were the only juniors in our weightlifting class and she had been talking about skipping out on class that morning, when weightlifting met first. I met my teacher, Joe Regna, in the gym and noticed that Stephanie's car wasn't in the parking lot. I laughed to myself. Regna sent me to the library and there I think I even mentioned to some people that Stephanie had skipped school that morning. The day went on and somewhere around lunch and when we were to return to homeroom, a dark cloud came from the rain outside and settled inside. Something was terribly wrong. They called us into the gym and told us that Stephanie had been killed.
Stephanie had indeed skipped school that day, skipped it and stayed at home to clean her little brother's room. She was making her way to school and crossing the train tracks that crossed her driveway was hit by an Amtrak train that was running an hour behind schedule. She was killed instantly. Rumors went around school that her body barely had any cuts or bruises on it. That she would of lived had her heart not exploded from the sheer fright of seeing a train barreling down at her at 60mph. At was most likely the time Stephanie died, I looked up at the clock in the library and thought that she was making her way to school about then.
Stephanie wasn't my best friend. She wasn't even I'd say a close friend. But in the semester that we shared weightlifting, we became a lot closer than we had in the years before. Stephanie wanted to be a veterinarian too. But was more interested lately in forensic science. She was tall and athletic. The phrase 'everyone's friend' gets tossed around alot but it probably was no more true than when it referred to her. Losing her before our senior year was a blow to our high school class.
So what brings this up? I was driving home to DeSoto Saturday afternoon and had already crossed the creek that signifies when I can switch to the St.Louis station I listen to. I had switched and despite the warm afternoon caught a chill and rolled up my window only to hear the opening notes and lines to Broadway by the Goo Goo Dolls. I listened to that song pretty much constantly my senior year of high school and my freshman year of college. Not because I liked it so much but because it reminded me of Stephanie. I remember that song playing one day in weightlifting. I was making posters for my class election that I would of course lose or something and Stephanie was doing homework, writing a letter to her best friend, Stacy or something. I remember singing what words I knew and looking up at Stephanie. I think that is my last memory of her.
Stephanie's death and the death of so many others, leads to the conclusion that we need crossing guards at every railroad crossing.

[EDIT-Originally, published to Blogger on May 22, 2011.]

MySpace-May 14, 2007-Broadway by GooGoo Dolls

Broadway is dark tonight
A little bit weaker than you used to be
Broadway is dark tonight
See the young man sittin' in the old man's bar
Waitin' for his turn to die

The cowboy kills the rock star
And Friday night's gone too far
The dim light hides the years
On all the faded girls

Forgotten but not gone
You drink it off your mind
You talk about the world
Like it's someplace that you've been

You see you'd love to run home, but you know you ain't got one
Cause you're livin' in a world that you're best forgotten, around here

Broadway is dark tonight
A little bit weaker than you used to be
Broadway is dark tonight
See the young man sittin' in the old man's bar
Waitin' for his turn to die

You choke down all your anger
Forget your only son
You pray to statues when you sober up for fun

You're anger don't impress me
The world slapped in your face
It always rains like hell on the loser's day parade

You see you'd love to run home, but you know ain't got one
Cause you're livin' in a world that you're best forgotten
When you're thinkin' you're a joke and nobody's gonna listen
To the one small point I know they've been missing around here

Broadway is dark tonight
A little bit weaker than you used to be
Broadway is dark tonight
See the young man sittin' in the old man's bar
Waitin' for his turn to die

You see you'd love to run home, but you know ain't got one
Cause you're livin' in a world that you're best forgotten
And if you're thinkin' you're a joke do you think that they'll listen
To the one small point I know they've been missing around here
Round here

Broadway is dark tonight
A little bit weaker than you used to be
Broadway is dark tonight
See the young man sittin' in the old man's bar
Waitin' for his turn to die

[EDIT-Originally, published to Blogger on May 22, 2011.]

MySpace-May 11, 2007-Nothing (just me complaining)

So I ponder how responsible is it to let your club members know about an event the afternoon before/morning of (depending on when you checked your e-mail)? Its not. And actually, short notice has been done twice. This club though is notorious for it. It makes me mad.
School gives me such a fucking headache, one like you'd never believe. I hate pretty much everyone but on the brightside, I'm kicking ass and taking names this block. You'd better not get in my way. I'm just so tired of all of this bullshit.

[EDIT-Originally, published to Blogger on May 22, 2011.]

MySpace-May 9, 2007-How To Find A Four Leaf Clover

I swear to God, that almost everytime I go out to walk Riley, I can find one or two or a handful of four leaf clovers.
My mom hates this fact because as much as she looks, and looks and looks, she never finds one. That's her problem. She looks. So how to find a four leaf clover step one-don't look for them. I never sit in a patch of clover intending on finding one. I causally look down and there they are. IF you are going to look, look for squares not triangles. Four leaf clovers will have a square shape while the normal ones will be a triangle.
Some other things-when you find one, look for more because more often than not, there are more lurking near by. Also if you think you see one, pick it immediatly. You think to yourself, 'I know where its at and I'll just finish walking the dog and come back.' But by then the four leaf clover fairy has taken it back.
Clover wilts very easily so you have to press it fast. I recommend wax paper or clean white paper between the pages of a heavy book. Anything with the words 'veterinary medicine' on the cover normally works well.

[EDIT-Originally, published to Blogger on May 22, 2011.]

MySpace-May 9, 2007-VM2!

Finals are over and they went pretty well. I got screwed on getting that A I wanted but never the less had the best block I've ever had! I'm pretty excited. I start new classes today that run into the summer.
Somewhere last night, probably around the time I was crying and being upset, I became a VM2. This means that I don't have anatomy anymore and my cramped classroom is no longer 235 but 233. And more importantly, I don't have anatomy anymore. Also about that same time, it started Joe's and I's one and a half year anniversary. In some ways, it seems alot longer. It might not be an important one but maybe that's why I'm upset.

[EDIT-Originally, published to Blogger on May 22, 2011.]

MySpace-May 4, 2007-Finals (Two Down)

Well, I've bombed two finals in as many days. I don't know what's going on. Endocrine was 21 pages of terror. I thought it would be like the others-scary but in the end fine. I still hope for that. I had an A going in there.
Epidemology was the same story. 60 questions worth 215 points. And it was on the computer. Do you know how had it is to take information from the computer screen, to your paper, work out the math and then put it back on the computer. HARD. I had a high B going in there. I had got an A and a B on the tests (like with endocrine) and got a D on the final. That seriously signals a problem. More than me just not studying (which I believed I had done enough, besides I had my cheat sheet-teacher approved of course) I think. Hopefully, I still have a B but I doubt it. I'll probably be lucky to have a C. Maybe he'll curve it since I don't imagine anyone did well.

[EDIT-Originally, published to Blogger on May 22, 2011.]

MySpace-May 4, 2007-My New Hero

My new hero is Dr. Dan Hassett, my immunology professor. Despite the fact that my grades are pretty good in immuno, I don't particularly enjoy the class. It means little to me in the grand scheme of things. However, yesterday, Dr.Hassett got onto his soap box about how we, as future veterinarians, should at least know about the proposed infectious disease research center that MU (?) is trying to get. Anyway, what made him my hero is that he basically said that the only reason there is veterinary medicine in the US is because of food animals. To protect our food supply. Cats and dogs are nice but cows are important. THANK YOU! That's exactly what I've been trying to tell people. So I thanked him after class. Its cool.

[EDIT-Originally, published to Blogger on May 22, 2011.]

MySpace-May 3, 2007-Randomness

I'm more concerned with the disappearence of bees than global warming. At least, I can see how REAL the impact of bees is. More About Bees

I have my first final today and a quiz that I havn't studied for. I don't feel ready for the final either. Here's hoping it turns out okay because I did have an A in that class.

My mom decided to name the new colt-Casey. That's right. You can feel proud, Casey that a horse also shares your name.

Oh, did I mention too that I ran into one of the former Mule Club officers in the bathroom and she said 'Hello President' I was like 'nope' Then she was like 'Oh, Vice President!' Me-Nope Her-'Well, I thought you got something. At least the picture with the pony was cute.' I'm going to take this not to mean that she didn't know or hadn't read the email but I'm going to believe that this is how much she and most other people thought I should be an officer. So there.

[EDIT-Originally, published to Blogger on May 22, 2011.]

MySpace-May 2, 2007-Yesterday's Announcement

Yesterday, I was supposed to make a big announcement, but got caught up looking for apartments and declaring myself a Republican. So anyway, the announcement is that I am going on vacation this summer. I think that you all already knew that.
I think the announcement was supposed to be about when but I don't know that either. I think the last week in July maybe. My possible destinations-South Dakota, Florida, Philiadelphia, Seattle. It depends on who wants to go with me but I'm pulling for Philidelphia. Gonna eat me some cheese steaks and some cream cheese.

[EDIT-Originally, published to Blogger on May 22, 2011.]

MySpace-May 1, 2007-Baby!

 My mom called this morning at 6:30am to tell me that Sunny, one of our miniature mares had finally had her foal. Normal gestation on a horse is 11 months. Sunny went 365 days. One year, 12 months. Sunny has had four foals for us. One on May 2nd and another one on May 1st. I called mom last night and she was pretty sure that Sunny would have it that night to make May 1st. May 2nd must of been in the leap year. Sunny waited and waited for May 1st so she could have her baby.

That aside, Opie, our stallion has had 100% black and white babies which is good. And Sunny's foal is the first colt. All of Opie's other babies have been fillies. Which is good too. Mom is blaming Sunny. I'm going to upload some of the pictures of the other two foals from this year-Penny and Maggie.

[EDIT-Originally, published to Blogger on May 22, 2011.]

MySpace-May 1, 2007-You're Gonna Hate Me But...

I might be a Republican. I really do believe that everyone is equal and that it doesn't affect me if gay people get married. I love gay people. I don't want anyone to tell me what to do with my body. I do believe we need to get the troops out of Iraq as soon as possible and staying there won't help us or them.
But damn it, I want a hand gun. And global warming is crap.
There I said it. Now Martha and Glenn can start their onslaught of insults.
But also let it be said that I really don't care about politics one way or another in the grand scheme of things.

[EDIT-Originally, published to Blogger on May 22, 2011.]