Classes started today...

Intro to EMS and Biology.

I'm told my biology course rivals the European high school course. Oh well, I'll still learn something.

I like my EMS class (the whole one session I've had so far). We discussed the difference between EMT and Paramedics. Highly entertaining.

Oh, and I have to get a uniform. Who'da thunk?

I start biology...

On Tuesday.

It's a one month course, covering the material in a normal semester, so I got a head start today.

Thank you, you know who you are. I mean it, a lot. Even if this is high school to you *g*

*brain implodes*

Screw this...

...I'm nervous.

I'm not going to pretend any more that I ain't.

Oh, and I'm never watching videos on the surgery that's about to be performed on me, ever ever ever again.

Bring on the Jamison.

Dreams...

In preparation for my upcoming trip to the hospital I decided to wax my legs. Not a bad idea, if I say so myself, since I'm fairly sure I won't want to (translation: will refuse to) shave for a bit afterwards. And I like it, but we don't need to go there.

So, a good idea all around, or so I thought. Evidently my imaginary friend (my main fan-fic character) caught an echo of my thoughts. Normally this is no bad thing either, since she's usually got a fairly good sense of humor about my 21st Century oddities.

However, when I dream about my 9th Century Anglo-Saxon equivalent mixing candle wax and honey to test out this hair removing phenomenon I start to worry about myself. Or her. I think she's finally lost it.

On the upside, the hospital woke me up before I found out the results of her experimenting.

Checklist

1. Find/buy/steal/beg A Clash of Kings, A Storm of Swords and A Feast of Crows [2/3]
2. Sleep [0/2]
3. Punch Glen (again) [2/3]
4. Help fellow student pass Oral Exam [0/1]
5. Take final [0/1]
6. Register at new school and turn in paperwork [0/1] (Biology or Anatomy? Decisions, decisions...)
7. Dash back to old school to take Oral Exam [0/1]
8. Write three reaction papers and one final research paper [0/4]...oops, I really should start that...
9. Shower
10. Have surgery [0/1]

I think, when it comes down to it, I'm slightly behind.

Perhaps We Should Start With Introductions

Hi.

I'm not going to tell you who I am. Those who know have a reason to, and those who don't, well, they don't have a reason to.

I'm 24, and starting the process of getting my paramedic's license (if I don't go insane first). I live with two roommates, a close friend and her brother, and a plethora of imaginary friends*.

I started this as a mainly anonymous place to rant, whine, piss or otherwise yell. Normally I'm a fairly even tempered individual but...well, we'll see.

*I write fan-fic and spend more time with my characters than most 'normal' humans. Don't judge me.