This Semester Might Just Kill Me.

I really have no idea how the hell I'm going to survive this semester. In a blinded attempt to get the hell out of this country as soon as I can, I took 28 credits. I believe in most opinions, this makes me crazy. I agree.

I took all afternoon and evening classes this semester, knowing that I would have a morning hospital practical at least once a week. Little did I know these practicals would be at 7 and 8AM

I am in no way a morning person. I hate waking up early, I don't care what it's for. I hate early-bird flights, I'd much rather fly during the afternoon and night. I get rather grumpy and snappy when I don't get a decent amount of sleep.

Usually, I go to bed around midnight, which I know isn't ideal. Today I found out why it's not. I went to bed last night around 11, hoping that my 7AM wake up call would be easier. It was not. I tossed and turned for two hours, and finally drifted off to sleep around 1AM. Now, when my radio alarm started going off at 7, the first thing that ran through my head was what the hell is going on?! Discombobulated and disoriented, I put on my Ipod to try and jolt me awake, and got ready, and headed out the door with my Yo-Crunch yogurt in hand. Halfway to school, I realized I had forgotten two of my books(I told you I'm not a morning person), and had to walk back home, and power-walk to school. It was hot this morning. Disgustingly humid hot. I actually thought that it would be nice and cool at that God-forsaken hour of the morning. My bad, it was already 85 degrees at 8AM, and I think it was approximately 85% humidity. Gross. I got to school all sweaty, to take my lab practical in preparation for our hospital practicals. These bitches keep us there until 12:30PM, when they finally decide to stop talking. I say talking, when I really mean screeching. Gawd.

I came home just as discombobulated and disoriented as I woke up, ripped my clothes off, and threw myself back into bed, disregarding my 2:30 class. I'll get to that when my sleep schedule is a little better regulated, I think if I had gone to the damn class I would've stabbed myself in the eye with my pencil.

Again, how the hell am I supposed to live through this semester if it's only the third week and I already feel like I'm dying?

Dominican Time Vent

I've come to realize that most of the people here in the Dominican Republic have a blatant disregard for any kind of responsibility.

There really should not be any such thing as Dominican Time. I call it rude and selfish. Time was made for a reason people! When you say I will be in such-and-such place at such-and-such time, it is your responsibility to be there at that time. I promise, it's really not that hard. I know there's insane traffic, I know you have to get ready and spend endless hours styling your nappy-ass hair, however, it is truly not that difficult to take this into account and leave your house before the time you said you would meet someone! Or at least, call the person in question, to advise them that you are going to be late. Don't wait until said person calls you a half hour after you were supposed to meet up, and tell them "oh, I'm almost there". It is widely known that if someone tells you this, they probably have not even left their home.

It is very frustrating, really, and it's a problem that had brought me to tears on occasion, out of pure frustration.

I refuse to adapt to this, plainly because I believe everyone who partakes in this heinous behavior should realize that they are wrong. And by wrong I mean, wake up!

I'm mostly a lazy bum who does nothing but go to school, but I still value my time. And by subjecting myself to this form of blatant disrespect, everyone else is telling me that they don't give a rat's ass about my time, or theirs for that matter.

I could go on for days about this, and the full extent of my anger still would not be conveyed.

I cannot wait to go back to the US.

Exhaustion.

So I moved out of the hellhole I used to live in, and now I am in a lovely, apartment that smells good with a lovely lady who doesn't tend to dogs before her kids. :)

However, I am EXHAUSTED.

Yesterday when I was packing my room up, the power went out, so I packed up my entire room, with no fan, in 90+ degree weather. Needless to say, I basically packed naked. I enlisted the help of one of my best friends, and we hauled my crap down from one third floor, and up another, and then went to the supermarket. I neglected to unpack anything last night, which left the massive amount of laundry and unpacking all for today.

Now laundry is something I used to enjoy very much in the US, it was actually kind of therapeutic, especially the folding. I do not enjoy laundry anymore. Laundry has become a process of using a semiautomatic machine to wash the clothes, then spin drying them, then running them through fabric softener, spin drying them again, and then hanging them outside. This is quite tiring.

I'm proud of myself for getting all of that done today though, especially the way I color coordinated my closet, in rainbow order :) I bet that'll last a maximum of one week, but it's the thought that counts!

I can't wait to be able to go to bed and sleep, uninterrupted, for a minimum of six hours. I doubt that will be anytime soon though...

Camera Fever!

I realize that most of my posts have to do with some kind of ailment :)

I really want to start up a photography hobby, after being inspired by so many of the blogs I read, and how AMAZING their pictures look.

After much research, I decided that I'm going to start saving up for a Rebel xSi, since it's a good beginner amateur camera.

So before looking at actual prices, I started throwing coins in a coffee can, thinking that by the time my birthday rolls along (in late October), I would have a good amount, and my mom could provide the rest. Now, after I checked the prices, I think a moving box would be much more suitable than my tiny ass coffee can.

I told my mom, who is going to NY for a couple of weeks, to check the price on the camera atwhat was our local electronics store, when we lived on Long Island. Maybe she'll interpret checkas buy? Hah! Here's dreaming!

Even though I don't even have the camera yet, I remembered seeing some nifty looking camera straps on MckMama's blog, so I started lustily looking at those too :)

This camera strap is from *Shey*[B], and I love it! :) It's a little on the pricey side, but my sister is quite crafty, and I'm sure she could make me one exactly like it! Or better, since I can choose my colors :)

Enjoy Today! (k)