a few true things i am:
Wednesday, September 5, 2012
Wednesday, August 22, 2012
number seven
two things:
i want to be sloan sabbith from newsroom. she is an economist. she has awesome glasses she wears sometimes. and she cracks me up. perfect character. i want to be her. or her best friend.
i an obsessed with the amy winehouse version of "will you still love me tomorrow" tonight. it was at the end of the lastest newsroom episode. i can't stop listening to it.
happy hump day!
i want to be sloan sabbith from newsroom. she is an economist. she has awesome glasses she wears sometimes. and she cracks me up. perfect character. i want to be her. or her best friend.
i an obsessed with the amy winehouse version of "will you still love me tomorrow" tonight. it was at the end of the lastest newsroom episode. i can't stop listening to it.
happy hump day!
Monday, August 20, 2012
number six
i decided to start playing the wonderful ukulele. so i borrowed my cousins ukulele since he doesn't really use it. i have been playing for about 24 hours now. i can play 3 songs:
you and i by ingrid michealson
i'm yours by jason mraz
and hallelujah by jeff buckley
and by play i do still struggle making some chord changes. and i sing along, but do not have a singers voice. so you may be seeing some videos of my progress, but don't judge my singing cause i do not think i'm good.
but i'm already in love with the uke. i don't wanna stop playing but my fingers start to throb and i have to make myself stop. i hope i will continue to love it so. i want to learn all my favorite show tunes.
but i love to just walk around my apartment playing. i think i'm just so happy to have a musical instrument to play again. life without music isn't worth it. music just makes me so happy.
Friday, August 17, 2012
number five.
i love anything with my favorite wizard ron. and i love drunk jokes. so i REALLY love this.
happy friday.
Thursday, August 16, 2012
number four.
ohh cardiac arrhythmias. you may think, your not in school, why are you studying? that is a good question. in this big girl job of mine i currently still have classes and tests. just in between saving babies. so i'm studying how to read an EKG which i know you all have been dying to learn. don't worry i am not going to teach you anything about EKGs. but i have discovered i find an odd joy in drawing example EKGs. maybe i should paint them and hang them on my wall.
too far?
i wouldn't actually do this. but check out my beautiful study materials.
too far?
i wouldn't actually do this. but check out my beautiful study materials.
and as an added bonus for you. if you know anything about arrhythmias you will enjoy this video. plus it is very educational. and hilarious.
Tuesday, August 14, 2012
number three.
i wore my glasses to work today. it always interests me to see how people react to them. i tend to get the "are those real" question with the fake glasses trend going around. i also notice people will just look at me for an extra second. but i enjoy wearing my glasses, it adds a bit of a hipster vibe to my scrubs. hipster nurse. not.
number two.
sadly i attended a funeral of the husband of a dear friend of mine this week. whenever i go to a funeral it makes me think about two things.
1. who would come to my funeral if i were to die today? would the room be packed full? have i made an impact on any lives?
2. what do i want my funeral to me like?
this second question i have talked to friends about a lot. there was one night, my freshman year in college in the dorms when we talked about our funerals until early morning hours. i have always thought what i would hate about dying is the people i left behind mourning me. i would never want to make anyone sad or cry. this is why my funeral will be a party. i mean it, a PARTAY. i want the song that begins my service to be "one" from the brilliant musical a chorus line. not only was i named after a character in the musical but it is probably also my all time favorite show. and lets be real, i am a "singular sensation." just kidding. but i feel like the song is a deep part of my soul.
then during the service i want it to be open mic. anyone can come up and say a funny memory of me, what makes them think of me, etc. something like angel's funeral in rent. i want people to laugh. i want people to smile. i want people to remember the happy times they had with me.
i'm sure more will happen within the service, but i know i want it to end by playing "let the sunshine in" from hair. i want people to stand up and dance. sing and dance and really soak in the song. then the drinks will come out. everyone can drink and eat and dance.
i have no idea when i will die [i'm not psychic]. so who knows when this will actually go down, but be excited to have a blast at my funeral. and prepare what you want to say. oh and don't you dare wear black.
1. who would come to my funeral if i were to die today? would the room be packed full? have i made an impact on any lives?
2. what do i want my funeral to me like?
this second question i have talked to friends about a lot. there was one night, my freshman year in college in the dorms when we talked about our funerals until early morning hours. i have always thought what i would hate about dying is the people i left behind mourning me. i would never want to make anyone sad or cry. this is why my funeral will be a party. i mean it, a PARTAY. i want the song that begins my service to be "one" from the brilliant musical a chorus line. not only was i named after a character in the musical but it is probably also my all time favorite show. and lets be real, i am a "singular sensation." just kidding. but i feel like the song is a deep part of my soul.
then during the service i want it to be open mic. anyone can come up and say a funny memory of me, what makes them think of me, etc. something like angel's funeral in rent. i want people to laugh. i want people to smile. i want people to remember the happy times they had with me.
i'm sure more will happen within the service, but i know i want it to end by playing "let the sunshine in" from hair. i want people to stand up and dance. sing and dance and really soak in the song. then the drinks will come out. everyone can drink and eat and dance.
i have no idea when i will die [i'm not psychic]. so who knows when this will actually go down, but be excited to have a blast at my funeral. and prepare what you want to say. oh and don't you dare wear black.
Monday, August 13, 2012
number one.
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