The Zit I Found In the Backyard

Whilst weeding the sandlot and gravel areas of our back yard today, I found a very interesting creature among the unwanted nature I was plucking up. At first, I wasn't sure if it was a living organism or part of a tree, but when I touched it, its little swiveling end that I termed a head moved around and around.
It was about an inch and a quarter long, a third of an inch wide, circular, deep red, and had somewhat of a shell, except for one end, which looked like a slug's tail end. I picked up the oddity and watched it mechanically move the one part of itself that was able... and then went back to work weeding.
I showed it to my mother when she got home. She took one look at it and after realizing she had no idea what it was, told me I should show Papa Bear.
So I showed my father when he got home, and he told me to squeeze it "like a zit." Why I listened to him I can only blame on impulse. I squoze it a tiny bit before I realized it was less brittle than I had anticipated and dropped it, as white puss came out of the side of it, poor thing.
Daddy-dear thought it was hilarious.

Just goes to show, never listen to your father.

New Job

When you're in college, SUMMER = JOB = $$$ = If-you-want-to-come-back-to-this-lovely-institution-you-had-better-make-some

Last summer's job was a very difficult one. I worked in skilled nursing and you get everything there. Some days I felt like an under-trained nurse in an ICU. So needless to say, thus summer I wanted that to be my excuse to search for an easier job--something fun like retail.
Eventually, however, my better judgment took over and I ended up applying at an assisted living/Alzheimer's care facility, The Wentworth... and got the job.
I started orientation on Thursday and they had me work in Stratford, the Alzheimer's unit. Holy cow it was not even CLOSE to how hard my last job was!! But in all honesty, I plan on working harder than I did with the CNA I was shadowing on Thursday. I'm used to being on my feet the entire eight hours except for when I'd finally sit down to chart. We'll see how this coming week goes, however. I plan on being busier. And the administrator who hired me said he plans on having me trained as a med tech.
I didn't know what that was either, don't worry.
Basically they just train you to administer medication. When I heard this, I thought, "Sweet!"

It's definitely what an older, more mature person would call "a better career move." :) Medical schools like applicants to have as much patient exposure as possible--years if you can help it. So I feel like my time will be better spent with another summer in healthcare than in the mall. Besides, I love taking care of my patients. :)

Homagin Homagin Giggedy Gig

(I had to leave before Lisa had gotten back from taking her CIL tests so I don't have on with all five of us. :( )

I don't believe it. I just don't believe it! -as Iago would say.
My first year of college is officially completed. SUCH a weird feeling. With my plan to become a physician and seeing all the years of schooling I have ahead of me, the idea always seems like it'll never come. But the fact that just one year went so darn fast frightens me that I'll be there before I know it! Graduation will be so... bittersweet... Oh gosh. Listen to me. I just completed ONE year of college and I'm already speaking of graduation as though I'm just a hop, skip, and a leap away. Noooooooooot quite.

Anyway, I had my last final on Friday at 7:30 a.m. I had to be out of my apartment by 11:20 a.m. AHH! So basically I packed and cleaned during the week so that I'd be out in the two hours remaining. My parents arrived at like 10:20 a.m. or so to help me, and Trev was thankfully with me as well, helping me load the last few items into the boxes my parents brought. I must say, I do not know HOW in the world people fit everything into their little cars. I completely filled our truck--and it's not a particularly small vehicle!

My parents, while they were "up north" decided to utilize some time by looking at some property in Idaho. While they did this, Trevor and I hung out in Logan. It was his birthday on Sunday and since I wouldn't be there for it.... yeah. We went to a park, I met his ex girlfriend, we sword fought with branches, ate lunch with his mother (she threatened me that if I didn't come visit while Trevor was on his mission---.....!!!!), dropped off a few materials I'd used while tutoring the Indian lady off at the Logan library where Bridgerland Literacy is based, and laid on the grass. :) We waited for my parents to arrive back in Logan and whiled away the time by walking to a park in the "ghetto" of Logan and listened to the sirens blare, watched a Mexican family play soccer, and looked at the car part menageries...
When the parental units got back, we ate dinner together and afterward Trev and I said a short goodbye and that was it!

I then spent three more days cleaning, organizing, unpacking my room at home. But it's all done now and looks great, thankfully. I was so afraid to throw anything out before college, but after a year, I know now what I need, what I'll use, and what's just junk. You don't even want to KNOW how high my DI piles were. :)