The madness begins...
So, it is starting to heat up in graduate school. Lots of tests and projects are hitting. Lots of them. One thing that spoiled me as a science major was the absolute lack of excess projects. Now I have things due every other day, and I don't like it. Oh well. Enough whining. I still like my classes, which is good.
I was sick this week. I ran a fever and was quite loopy. The doctor put me on an obscene amount of antibiotics and steroids. Apparently there is a very odd bacterial infection going around. It is not fun. I'm still getting better. I mostly want to sleep.
I found an elementary schooler to observe, and soon I will have a adolescent to observe. Maybe. I still have to finish my other observations. I missed one this week because I've been sick. Now I have to figure out how to make it up.
I am going to observe at a developmental center for mental retardation this week. I am looking forward to it.
I'm writing again. Anyone got any prompts? Any requests from old story lines that you want to see more of? I could use suggestions.
I've decided that when I graduate and actually have a job, I want a Bolognese dog. They are ADORABLE.
I will name her Catherine de Medici and call her Medi. Or I will name him Cosimo de Medici and call him Cos. *wants the precious*
I am attempting to write an 3 page Occupational Profile on a person who only gave me one word answers on questions that were open ended.
Also, I saw Prince of Persia. I don't know whether to be disturbed or amused by the man with the ostriches. I like it! And I'm reading The Stand by Stephen King. Despite the topic, I don't think it is going to give me nightmares like Storm Front did. I think I'm going to have to burn that book to make myself feel better. But then I'd have to touch it, and it just...freaked me out WAY TO MUCH for that.