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Sunday, August 23rd, 2009
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I've decided to apply to Goucher's post-baccalaureate pre-medical program for next year. This is in hopes that two years later (one of classes, one of applications) I will be able to go to medical school and become a doctor.
I think that I've probably always wanted to do this, but only now do I know for sure.
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Comments: Read 6 or Add Your Own.
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Does anyone out there from Goucher own or know someone who owns a silver Neon that might have been in Baltimore tonight? As I was leaving the house tonight to run to the store I noticed a car that looked like it had been broken into (the window was broken and the door had been pried open). It wasn't from our neighborhood (no parking pass) and it had a bunch of Goucher parking stickers on the passenger window.
I called the police, ran my errands and when I came home the care was gone with only a pile of broken glass to show that it had been there at all.
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Saturday, June 27th, 2009
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| Subject: | Help! |
| Time: | 9:51 am. |
| Mood: |  curious. | | Music: | The Neverending Why (Placebo). |
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This is for a story.
If an adult was declared mentally incompetent and committed because of a psychotic disorder (something like schizophrenia) and was having their medical decisions made for them by another family member, would a psychiatrist/psychologist be legally allowed to discuss the subjects of talk therapy with that family member? Would they be allowed to discuss their theories/diagnosis of the patient? Or, if not, what kind of situation, if any, might allow a doctor to disclose that kind of information?
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Wednesday, April 1st, 2009
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So I'm thinking I want to buy a bike. It seems silly to be living in the city and driving everywhere I go, especially with non-freezing weather just around the corner. The problem is that I haven't owned a bike since the one my parents bought me when I was seven and I haven't ridden a bike since high school. So I have no clue as to what to look for or how much to pay or what other bike-maintenance equipment I would need. Any of you people out in internet land that can help me out?
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I spent the next five years writing my surefire best-seller. Five years, and it was the most terrible experience of my life. I could not get my characters to act like real people. I couldn’t get them to talk like real people. Hell, I couldn’t even get them through doors: 'Her hand reached toward the handle of the door.'. - .'Her hand extended toward the oaken knob of her'. . . No no. Jeesh.
By the third year, my concentration was so shot that any sound distracted me and just drove me crazy, so I took to wearing a huge towel wrapped around my head and stereo earphones on top of the towel, and that worked except that I have two cats, and they liked to sit on my lap when I worked, which distracted me. And so I Made a tinfoil skirt, because cats don't like tinfoil. I wore that outfit every day, until one day I saw the gas-meter reader hiding behind a tree outside, staring in at me, and that distracted me even more. So I finally moved to the one place where I felt so trapped that the only way I could get out was through writing, and. that was the passenger seat of my car, out in the driveway, in which I proceeded to pretty much ensconce myself for a whole year.
Now, I drive an old station wagon with a moon roof, and one of the cats was still so angry about the tinfoil skirt and now, on top of that, the move outside-that every day she would walk out, clamber up the hood and up the windshield, and plant herself squat squarely in the middle of the moon roof. And I tell you that the view from where I sat was the perfect metaphor for what I was going through: writing that novel, I was just staring up a cat's ass. ~Mark Salzman on his latest book Lying Awake
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Tuesday, March 10th, 2009
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I took the National Exam for massage yesterday and passed! It wasn't as bad as I thought it would be after all my hours of pouring over practice tests. The whole experience was pretty nerve wracking, though, and after having achieved no sleep the night before, I celebrated my success by sleeping, reading and catching up on Lost. It's probably a good thing that I'm picking up a work shift tonight, because I honestly don't know what to do with myself now. Oh right, taxes...gotta do my taxes.
Now I just have the state exam, which I'll be taking in April because I missed the March deadline to send my stuff in. Fortunately, this is a much simpler exam and only covers Maryland law.
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Updates from my trip to Portland will be forthcoming, but I wanted to take a minute to squeal about MY NEW JOB! I'm going to be TA-ing/tutoring/lecturing at the Baltimore School of Massage, probably starting next week. I go in tomorrow to fill out all of my paperwork and talk about where they want me. It's not a glamorous position or high paying, but it's NOT SERVING.
Now back to studying for the National Exam.
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Tuesday, February 17th, 2009
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I passed my final exam today with a 99%, missing only two questions out of 150.
I have officially graduated from the Baltimore School of Massage.
Now for a celebratory dinner with the 'rents at the Black Olive and then maybe some partying.
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Comments: Read 9 or Add Your Own.
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Tuesday, February 10th, 2009
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As I was driving home from my study session today, there was quite a bit of traffic, what with it being around five o'clock. In the midst of this I had to get over a lane so that I could reach my exit for 295, which required me to slow down, turn on my signal and kind of wedge my way into the next lane since it was bumper to bumper traffic. I had barely tapped my breaks and turned on my signal, when suddenly the guy behind me started FREAKING OUT. He was blaring on his horn and making wild gestures and probably cursing me out to boot.
I, being in a pretty good mood between my caffeine high and productive state, just laughed and took the 15.8 seconds required to pull over into the other lane as the guy sped past me to be promptly stuck at a red light several meters ahead. (For the record, he was still behind the car that had been in front of me, so even if I hadn't had to change lanes we wouldn't have made it through the light.)
A few seconds later the lane that I was in passed his because it was an exit. I looked over and from the equivalent of about three lanes away I see him POINTING AND SHOUTING at my car, cursing me, I suppose to making him wait at the light.
What the fuck? I'm honestly too amused by the whole encounter to be angry, but seriously? I offended him so badly/made him so later with my perfectly legal lane change that he had to get THAT angry at me? I kind of feel sorry for the guy...he's probably going have a heart attack and die before he's 40.
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Friday, February 6th, 2009
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The plan as of now:
Take final exam/graduate: February 17 (Tuesday)
Take National Exam review class: February 20 (Friday)
Take National Exam: February 21 (Saturday)
Start arranging application for State Exam including getting my transcripts from Goucher and the National exam sent to the State: February 21-22 (Saturday and Sunday)
Leave for Portland: February 23 (Monday)
Return from Portland: March 2 (Monday)
Apply for State Exam: March 3 (Tuesday)
Hopefully this means that I will be ready to work by the end of March. The only problems I foresee are getting the National Exam and Goucher to send the state my records with enough time to take the exam in March or that the National won't process my paperwork with enough time to take the exam before I leave for Portland. And the possibility that I might not pass the National, but I'm not really taking that into consideration. My classmates think I'm insane. Most of them probably won't even be taking the National until April given all the red tape around it. But I might have a job prospect and the idea of having a job and clients is a light at the end of a tunnel that seemed endless a week ago.
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Tuesday, January 6th, 2009
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"I don't know if there is purpose in this destruction, or whether the land is not yet settled into its final form, even as we men and women are not yet perfected. Perhaps the land too struggles to evolve its soul and perfect itself." ~The Mists of Avalon Marion Zimmer Bradley
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"The problem these fifty-nine years has been this: how can a novelist achieve atonement when, with her absolute power of deciding outcomes, she is also God? There is no one, no entity or higher form that she can appeal to, or be reconciled with, or that can forgive her. There is nothing outside her. In her imagination she has set the limits and the terms. No atonement for God, or novelists, even if they are atheists. It was always an impossible task, and that was precisely the point. The attempt was all."
~Atonement Ian Mcewan
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Monday, December 29th, 2008
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I'm having tense issues.
I really like writing in present tense. Mostly as a lame attempt to make things sound more artsy, which I find gimmicky and lame and therefore am trying to write THIS story in past tense. Only without my knowledge I keep skipping to present halfway in the middle of things and then I have to go back and change everything to past tense. Usually at which point I discover that I hate what I've written and have to start all over again.
I don't even like READING things in present tense!
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Sunday, December 7th, 2008
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| Subject: | On Reading |
| Time: | 4:42 pm. |
| Mood: |  contemplative. | | Music: | On Love, In Sadness (Jason Mraz). |
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"The best moments in reading are when you come across something; a thought, a feeling, a way of looking at things--that you'd thought special, particular to you. And here it is...set down by someone else, a person you've never met. Maybe even someone long dead. And it's as if a hand has come out and taken yours."
Hector in The History Boys
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Wednesday, November 12th, 2008
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This is ridiculous. I was watching it get dark on my drive home from school. Now there is no sunlight left outside and we haven't even reached drink o'clock. I should be studying, but all I can think is that it's probably almost bedtime.
I am never going to survive this winter.
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Tuesday, October 7th, 2008
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Never a Son is off with another agent. This is a smaller operation; one woman who replied to my query within a few hours and had me send off the whole manuscript via email, sans cover letter, synopsis or bio. I'm hoping this is a good sign (fewer hoops to jump through = more personal = not getting lost amid an overwhelming slush-pile) but I definitely don't want to get my hopes up on attempt number three.
Oh screw it, I'm excited. Whaddya want from me?
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Saturday, October 4th, 2008
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Notification: In the past day you were compared 2 times. Your friends didn't think that you are a winner comparing to their other friends.
Thanks guys...thanks a lot.
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Friday, September 12th, 2008
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I had my first two clients today. The first was a guy who's been to the clinic a lot. He said he was a runner and trained for triathlons, so I worked a lot on his legs. It was a very basic massage, pretty much exactly what I've been learning in class. He didn't give me a lot of feedback; just circled that I did everything correctly and was on his way.
My second client was this adorable little old lady who had a lot of pain in her upper back and neck. She couldn't deal with a lot of pressure, so it was a very slow light massage. She was so nice, too. Everything I did she was saying how wonderful it felt. It felt so awesome to be the person who was making her feel better. She left me very positive feedback and I was pretty much skipping out of the building.
I've apparently impressed everyone with my eagerness to get started. The proctors comments to me were again very positive and he said it took a lot of gumption (yes, that was his wording) to start clinics before anyone else in my class. But it honestly felt so natural. I need to work a bit on my SOAP noting (the records we keep about the massage for future therapists/other medical professionals) because I had trouble remembering the technical terms for the parts I worked. (It would help if we could learn skeletal and muscular systems already, but our next unit is blood and cardiovascular system).
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Tuesday, August 5th, 2008
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I'm sore from yoga and my brain is mush from studying for my exam tomorrow, but I'm happier than I've been in a long time. I finally feel like I'm doing something productive, moving toward a goal rather than sitting around waiting for something to happen to me. Not only that, but I have Sunday off, which means time to write.
Life is good.
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