I will not do justice to everything that's on my heart and mind right now in this five-minute pre-going to class power post, but I just wanted to type something.
I'm sitting in the Ballston campus baby cafeteria and im sipping on my wonderful invention of hot chocolate mix, black coffee and a baby wittle splish splash of half and half. Gotta have a little half and half when hot cocoa mix is on the scene. I splurged with flex dollars to get a fruit cup. Those honeydew melon and cantaloup slices were oh-too enticing.
[I'm in class now, but whaddaheck, I'm not gonna stop now that I've started.]
This professor just decided to give us a pop quiz on material that she doesn't teach us. I mean, that's cool.
Mmmm I just wanna be outside. it's sunshiney funshiney. Maybe if the sun holds out, I'll adventure into the district and play on the National Mall.
This womannn agghhh she doesn't even know the answers to her own quiz!! She confuses her own wording and all the answers are messed up. Boo. I'm just yippy-skippy excited for her midterm and final.
I have to go potty.
I should do the rest of my psychology paper. This class is a waste of my life. I should stop griping.
I prayed a decade of the rosary on the shuttle this morning for some people. It was so nice. I think I'll make it a habit.
I'm so excited to be underway in the P.O.P. [People of Praise, yo!] Honestly, it's home to me. Not only do I get to spend an hour and a half on Sundays praising Jesus, singing Jesus songs and hearing awesome sharings, I just gained about 3,000 family members. It's automatic, no questions asked, people you don't even know who are part of the Community come over to you and want to know you. They invite you over for dinner and ask you to babysit their adorable children and pray for you and genuinely love you simply because you're their sister/brother in Christ. This is how relationships should be.
I think Becca Feeks is a pretty wonderful person. Get to know her.
Jaime D'Souza... my sweet little Indian baby. You're sitting right next to me and I just like you so much. We will be the best Honors nurses in the entire world... gird your loins, all you sick people. We will take the medical field by storm. I have yet to determine if this is a good thing or not.
Jaime and I are in disbelief at the racism that goes on in this class. Ironically, my professor is trying to teach us to be culturally competent. When she's talking about healthcare for Latinos, she asks the class for the Spanish word for "stomach." She corrected us when we said "estomago," and insisted that it was "estomache" [esss-toe-maach-ayy]. FAIURE.
OH MY GOSH. I just got the best package in the mail from Emily Robinson GREENWOOD. [It's so weird that she's a Mrs. now..]
She sent me a book called "101 Things to Be Grateful For" and a beautiful little card that made me all teary-eyed. She is the best, I can't believe she moved all the way to smelly, beautiful California. I love you Emily Sue!!!!
I'm off to my Cultural Psych class. Golly all my classes have some reference to "culture" and it's so easy to confuse the course material. What in the world, Marymount? Feh. Oh well, I'm wearing a smile on my heart today. Maybe I'll go on a run later. [prolly won't happen seeing as I have abandoned my regimen altogether, however, I am determined to get back on track because part of me feels lost without smelly running shoes that cramp my toes and make my soul feel air-light :) ]
Happy Thursday!
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