two hundred forty five

the highlight of my entire WEEK:

we've all seen the beyonce video for single ladies.

we've seen the drama that all too frequently occurs whenever kanye is invited to an awards show.

we've even enjoyed the SNL spoof featuring the deliciousness that is justin timberlake.

today i was telling my little sibs about the SNL spoof and logged on to pull it up on youtube.

they started telling me about the spoof the saw and showed me this:

not gonna lie, the man can dance! they thought it was so funny, but i was seriously impressed!

then i went to pull up the JT version.

instead, i was equally shocked and disgusted by the hilarity of discovering this little ditty!

you KNOW this guy was serious.

OMG.

go ahead and watch it again.

talk about a guilty pleasure, i have seriously watched it at least a half dozen times!

the best part?

i laugh JUST as hard with each subsequent viewing!

two hundred forty four

"you're not starting over.

the foundation's still there,

perhaps a little cracked,

but definitely still there.

umm, you did burn the house down to the ground though..."

what a gem

two hundred forty three

My concern is in my comfort.
With the way my head whirls every time I stand.
The way my thoughts no longer feel muddled,
But in an instant feel crisp & pristine.
Logically I should probably be alarmed at the ease in which the past has become the present,
But instead I feel calm.
Like I've finally found home again.

two hundred forty two

It's simple-
Just tell me the truth.

I used to live by it
And I need to live that way again.

You know what's so good about the truth?
Everyone knows what it is,
No matter how long they've lived without it.
No one forgets the truth-
They just get better at lying.
So tell me.
Because all I know is what I feel.
And if you can't...

Then I guess there isn't much more to say, is there???

two hundred forty one

I am going to make an effort to post more regularly, because let's be honest, I have lots to say! ;)

First of all,
I still know more than my proffesor and walked out of his lecture today because I could have explained everything about his shotty powerpoint way better than he could even hope to. I was so embarassed for him. Who gave his man a PhD, and can they PLEASE take it back?! It really feels like what I imagine a community college class to be like...

Second,
I'm required to take a nutrition intervention class for my major. I took it online because years of seeing a dietitian and desperately searching for ways to rationalize an eating disorder make me quite the knowledge bank when it comes to the function of macronutrients in the human body. The unexpected part was having to go into a room and get weighed, measured, and analyzed in order to procure my assignments for the course. I kind of freaked out and didn't show up to my first scheduled appointment, but didn't want to fail the class so I went today. It ended up just being 2 grad students in the room conducting the tests, so it wasn't as bad as I had anticipated it being, but the numbers and percentages part still sucked big time. at least there was a hottie doing my blood panels. Apparently I'm an abnormally slow bleeder... He said it was because my hands were so cold, I say he just wanted to hold my hand! ;) totally kidding. I'm just glad to be done with it.

Lastly (for today),
I went to a new primary care doc today (I'm sick of having to drive 45 minutes away every month just to pick up a stupid script) and I really like her! She's young(er), seems to know what she's talking about, and is really nice! At the end of my appointment she mentioned me having my records sent from my old doc, who has been my ED doc since the CFC days... No doubt that stuff will be in there, so I casually said "yeah, okay, well it may say stuff about heart problems and having an eating disorder, but I don't have that stuff any more so just disregard it!" She was chill and was like "that's okay, I have a bunch of ED patients so we can talk about it later." Ummm, sure, whatevvvs! So I peaced out, but it was great. But I like that I liked her. Its hard to find docs that I like. Most of them are scary or mean or don't listen to what I'm trying to say, but she was great. So hooray! :)

two hundred forty

Can someone explain to me why we pay thousands every semester to take class from someone who has no idea what they're talking about?! I mean really. I'm taking this class called drugs & behavior through the psych department. Obviously, we need to understand the basic anatomy of the brain in order to understand how these specific substances affect normal brain functioning, but this professor has no idea what he's talking about and it drives me crazyyyyy! Granted, I recognize that psych majors don't need to understand neuron function to the degree that I do as a nursing student, but that shouldn't mean that its okay to just make up answers to questions the professor doesn't know the answer to! I wanna raise my hand and say "excuse me sir, you seem like a nice guy but I think you're full of it..." Whatevvvs. I just needed to vent a little because academic credit aside, this class feels like a waste of time and I think that's LAME. Here's to getting an easy A this semester!