contraceptives and tattoos
hey ya'll
well, i just finished writing an interesting paper....about all the different types of contraceptive there are out there. i am in awe. and slightly disturbed. wow, the joy of being in nursing. the ironic thing is that when i go to present this paper next week, i will be the one informing all my classmates about contraceptives. i find this ironic because i'm pretty sure i'm one of the only ones in that class that hasn't needed/wanted to use such things. they probably all know everything there is to know about this subject, and i have no clue (well, i do now, thanks to our marvelous library at school). sorry if that was gross or way too much information. believe me, it was the highly censored version. so, let's talk about something else.
after my bad mood day on sunday, the week has been going pretty well. tuesday was my bday, and it was nice. i had a midterm in the morning, but i think it went well. then i worked till 8 that night. it was pretty awesome cause this dog came in that had been hit by a car. as much as i feel bad for the animals in those situations, i really like all the cool stuff we get to do. and it's even better on tuesday nights cause there aren't many people working so i get to do some pretty neat things. so that was work. then i came home to a housefull of people. wow. surprise. my mom couldn't believe that i wouldn't have a party on my 21st birthday, so when i said i wans't having one, she took matters into her own hands. it was really awesome, though. good times.
can i rant about being old for a minute? if your answer was "no" then just skip this paragraph. 21 just seems ancient. i think i really liked being 20. i don't really remember being 19 (scary, but you know what they say about degenerating brain cells and age). ah well, everyone keeps telling me that i am now officially and adult everywhere in the world. vegas, here i come....or not. that's a scary thought. i was complaining to tim the other day and he said just to wait, cause your age changes every year. so true. i'm just afraid i'm gonna wake up one day and be 35 (GASP). now, that's ancient.
which brings me to anoter interesting thought. when i'm a grown-up (like mature and stuff) or (as my mother keeps bringing up) when i want to get married (i know...GROSS) am i going to wish i didnt' have tattoos? who knows. but i think that i won't...i hope not. i was thinking about it alot lately, and i realized that when you get something like that done, it just becomes a part of who you are (physically and in your overall identity). i was thinking about when i'm old and wrinkly. since i work with alot of old people, sometimes i picture them covered in tattoos and what i would think of that. but i think that our generation is different; there will be lots of older people with strange stuff all over their bodies. sorry if that didnt make sense. oh, just a funny image for you to picture. think of my grandma (she is very proper, and tiny. like 4 and a half feet). now picture her with tattoos and peircings and stuff. wow, it just doesn't work. i just kept thinking of that.
so that's about it for now. thanks for tuning in :D
well, i just finished writing an interesting paper....about all the different types of contraceptive there are out there. i am in awe. and slightly disturbed. wow, the joy of being in nursing. the ironic thing is that when i go to present this paper next week, i will be the one informing all my classmates about contraceptives. i find this ironic because i'm pretty sure i'm one of the only ones in that class that hasn't needed/wanted to use such things. they probably all know everything there is to know about this subject, and i have no clue (well, i do now, thanks to our marvelous library at school). sorry if that was gross or way too much information. believe me, it was the highly censored version. so, let's talk about something else.
after my bad mood day on sunday, the week has been going pretty well. tuesday was my bday, and it was nice. i had a midterm in the morning, but i think it went well. then i worked till 8 that night. it was pretty awesome cause this dog came in that had been hit by a car. as much as i feel bad for the animals in those situations, i really like all the cool stuff we get to do. and it's even better on tuesday nights cause there aren't many people working so i get to do some pretty neat things. so that was work. then i came home to a housefull of people. wow. surprise. my mom couldn't believe that i wouldn't have a party on my 21st birthday, so when i said i wans't having one, she took matters into her own hands. it was really awesome, though. good times.
can i rant about being old for a minute? if your answer was "no" then just skip this paragraph. 21 just seems ancient. i think i really liked being 20. i don't really remember being 19 (scary, but you know what they say about degenerating brain cells and age). ah well, everyone keeps telling me that i am now officially and adult everywhere in the world. vegas, here i come....or not. that's a scary thought. i was complaining to tim the other day and he said just to wait, cause your age changes every year. so true. i'm just afraid i'm gonna wake up one day and be 35 (GASP). now, that's ancient.
which brings me to anoter interesting thought. when i'm a grown-up (like mature and stuff) or (as my mother keeps bringing up) when i want to get married (i know...GROSS) am i going to wish i didnt' have tattoos? who knows. but i think that i won't...i hope not. i was thinking about it alot lately, and i realized that when you get something like that done, it just becomes a part of who you are (physically and in your overall identity). i was thinking about when i'm old and wrinkly. since i work with alot of old people, sometimes i picture them covered in tattoos and what i would think of that. but i think that our generation is different; there will be lots of older people with strange stuff all over their bodies. sorry if that didnt make sense. oh, just a funny image for you to picture. think of my grandma (she is very proper, and tiny. like 4 and a half feet). now picture her with tattoos and peircings and stuff. wow, it just doesn't work. i just kept thinking of that.
so that's about it for now. thanks for tuning in :D
posted by donna at 9:30 a.m.
4 Comments:
you should change the colors of your blog. The black and white makes my eyes go funny
lol. i like it though.
no, but seriously. I leave my computer seeing lines all over everything. It's TERRIBLE! I'm going to have to stop frequenting your blog or something!
bahhhh!!!
Hey friend!
Oh the good old contraceptives. I am glad you enjoyed your birthday. It was nice to have been apart of it. I was going to call you tonight but realized it was survior and you wouldn't be home. Yea I don't know what it will be like down the road when we are all old and wrinkly. Think... Some of us may not make it to be that old. Scary thought but also weird. Mixed emotions on that. Loves for you!
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