So luckily that little outburst on Monday only lasted a couple hours, luckily because I had a TON of stuff to do this week. But I am happy to report that it all went really well. Even if I complain about work, I seriously LOVE this semester. ICU is the mostest awesomest thing everest!!! I love it and am going to be really sad when it's over and I go to psych clinical. I'll keep my fingers crossed for capstone though. This upcoming week is my rotation in the ER for the semester which I am really excited about, but I honestly think it's going to take a lot of blood and guts to make me fall in love with it more than ICU. I'm so morbid, somtimes I worry myself....a true nurse in the making (7 months and counting...)
Over all life is going pretty good right now: love my classes, won the football game this weekend, in love with Robert Langdon, and fall weather is coming in. I am more than content. :)
Saturday, September 26, 2009
Monday, September 21, 2009
It's happening
I just crashed....into the motivation wall. It's not gonna happen.
TV shows premier this week
+
new Dan Brown book
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Grades don't really matter anymore (yeah, yeah, don't lecture me, I know)
=
Serious lack of motivation
TV shows premier this week
+
new Dan Brown book
+
Grades don't really matter anymore (yeah, yeah, don't lecture me, I know)
=
Serious lack of motivation
Thursday, September 10, 2009
Santorini
Have you ever seen the movie, "Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants"? The parts that were filmed in Greece, were filmed on the island of Santorini, where was spent three days. It was so glorious. Doing nothing, laying on the beach, cruising all around the island on 4-wheelers, swimming in hot springs, hiking volcanoes, watching world famous sunsets. It was UNFORGETTABLE!!!!! Here's the pictures from our couple days in paradise:
SANTORINI PICTURES
The SANTORINI Airport
When we were booking flights back to London, we saw a lot of flights that went back to Athens, but luckily found a direct flight back to London. We didn't realize until travel day how lucky we were. First of all, the airport is only in operation twice per week, and there is only one flight per week directly to London, the others went back to Athens. Well we get the airport and immediately as we walk in the door, we have to put our bags through a security belt thing, manned by one guy that was no older than me. Heidi had the hair dryer and straightener at the bottom of her backpack and I guess how they were situated it looked like a gun. The guy got really nervous and asked Heidi to empty her bag. When we finally got through "security" checkpoint 1, we went to the counter that had a neon green construction paper sign with "London" written with a Sharpie on it. We checked in and then went through a second security point run by a bunch of high school age kids. I had put a whole tube of toothpaste in bag, hoping I could get it through because I had just bought it. I had forgotten that I had my water bottle in there. They stopped me and told I had to throw away my empty water bottle, didn't say a word about the toothpaste, or the gallon sized plastic bag full of liquid containers. We show our passports to the security guard that was at the "international terminal" (there was only four gates in the airport). He wasn't happy that we didn't have a stamp for Italy because they didn't give us one of the sleeper train, but he got over it, stamped, and lit up a cigarette as we went into the gate area. Everyone in the area was sitting on the ground because there was 5 chairs for a full flight worth of people. About 20 minutes after the flight was supposed to take off (the plane had been sitting out there, and nobody was doing anything important) they cleared us all out behind the passport counter, and then told us to line up, yeah right. It was a pushing and shoving match to show the two teenagers our ticket and passport to go line up again. Really organized. They let the "preference passengers" board the shuttle bus first, then once they drove us 50 feet to the airplane. We finally got on the plane. We had to show our ticket to the flight attendant. Michelle didn't and she pulled on Michelle's backpack as she started to go down the isle to make sure for a fourth time that she really was supposed to be on the plane. The special people that got to sit down on the be us ended up being the last ones on the plane, so they paid $15 extra, to sit down for a 30 second shuttle ride. Wow. The funniest part about the whole story is that Santorini is an international airport. :)
The video:
The second clip in the video I had to take, it was just too funny. These group of locals were standing around all shouting at the same time at each other. I have no idea what they were saying, but it was pretty entertaining :)
SANTORINI PICTURES
The SANTORINI Airport
When we were booking flights back to London, we saw a lot of flights that went back to Athens, but luckily found a direct flight back to London. We didn't realize until travel day how lucky we were. First of all, the airport is only in operation twice per week, and there is only one flight per week directly to London, the others went back to Athens. Well we get the airport and immediately as we walk in the door, we have to put our bags through a security belt thing, manned by one guy that was no older than me. Heidi had the hair dryer and straightener at the bottom of her backpack and I guess how they were situated it looked like a gun. The guy got really nervous and asked Heidi to empty her bag. When we finally got through "security" checkpoint 1, we went to the counter that had a neon green construction paper sign with "London" written with a Sharpie on it. We checked in and then went through a second security point run by a bunch of high school age kids. I had put a whole tube of toothpaste in bag, hoping I could get it through because I had just bought it. I had forgotten that I had my water bottle in there. They stopped me and told I had to throw away my empty water bottle, didn't say a word about the toothpaste, or the gallon sized plastic bag full of liquid containers. We show our passports to the security guard that was at the "international terminal" (there was only four gates in the airport). He wasn't happy that we didn't have a stamp for Italy because they didn't give us one of the sleeper train, but he got over it, stamped, and lit up a cigarette as we went into the gate area. Everyone in the area was sitting on the ground because there was 5 chairs for a full flight worth of people. About 20 minutes after the flight was supposed to take off (the plane had been sitting out there, and nobody was doing anything important) they cleared us all out behind the passport counter, and then told us to line up, yeah right. It was a pushing and shoving match to show the two teenagers our ticket and passport to go line up again. Really organized. They let the "preference passengers" board the shuttle bus first, then once they drove us 50 feet to the airplane. We finally got on the plane. We had to show our ticket to the flight attendant. Michelle didn't and she pulled on Michelle's backpack as she started to go down the isle to make sure for a fourth time that she really was supposed to be on the plane. The special people that got to sit down on the be us ended up being the last ones on the plane, so they paid $15 extra, to sit down for a 30 second shuttle ride. Wow. The funniest part about the whole story is that Santorini is an international airport. :)
The video:
The second clip in the video I had to take, it was just too funny. These group of locals were standing around all shouting at the same time at each other. I have no idea what they were saying, but it was pretty entertaining :)
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