today was an average day, at best.
swimming is starting to become a drag but on the bright side we got to use flippers today. So for the first time I felt like I didn't suck at swimming, until I realized that most swimmers swim just as fast without the rubber jet packs on their feet.
after almost falling asleep in anatomy, I went to the daily grind to get my favorite, and possibly the most unhealthy, coffee. It was only after the purchase that I realized I had been on my way to the section of the library that does not allow drinks. So I hoped on a bus and headed over to SASB, Carolina's gift to south campus studying, for some legitimate work. About 30 minutes into my Spanish, I closed my book, deciding that I would really never need to know how to tell someone that I'd like los boletos de ida y vuelta for my viajar that I plan on taking por avion.
Now here I sit, eating my suitemate's Cheez-it's (that she may or may not know I still have), contemplating on the importance of my lower extremities. I "learned" them all in anatomy today, but have no desire to remember them. So to my tibia, fibia, my metatarsals, and my pelvic brim, I send my apologies. I do not care about you.
Thursday, January 29, 2009
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
post 4: cadavers
Good news, the first two days of this week have been more exciting than the last two weeks. Hooray!
The excitement started yesterday morning around 7:30. My roommate's damn alarm that has been waking me up too early for the past 5 months finally came in handy when I realized my I had not set an alarm for my 8 a.m. lab. So, rushed with adrenaline, I made it to my first anatomy lab in Fetzer. We first sat in a classroom where my TA answered questions from the three students in the class. After there were no more questions, she quickly asked "So, wanna see the cadavers?"
Of course, the answer is yes. But I wasn't sure how my stomach could handle it so early in the morning. We walked in the next room to a severely sterile stench and a slight whiff of... death? My TA turned on the vents and started unwrapping her cadaver that her class last semester had gotten to disect. It wasn't too bad, he didn't have skin anymore so we were just looking at bones and muscles and a nerve here and there. She also let us see the inside of his skull, which made me wonder where the brain was (the sketchy ingles bag on the counter answered that one for me).
After examining #1, our attention was turned to the pile of towels and coverings behind us; introducing dead guy #2. This one still had skin, so my stomach was immediately on edge, but to make it worse, #2 had a lot of body fat. uggghh. Needless to say I wasn't too upset to be leaving. But I'll just have to get used to, I'll be in there for the next 6 mondays with #1 and #2.
The only reason why today was more exciting than previous Tuesdays is because I wasn't an epic fail in beginners swimming this morning. But that's just a small victory for me.
The excitement started yesterday morning around 7:30. My roommate's damn alarm that has been waking me up too early for the past 5 months finally came in handy when I realized my I had not set an alarm for my 8 a.m. lab. So, rushed with adrenaline, I made it to my first anatomy lab in Fetzer. We first sat in a classroom where my TA answered questions from the three students in the class. After there were no more questions, she quickly asked "So, wanna see the cadavers?"
Of course, the answer is yes. But I wasn't sure how my stomach could handle it so early in the morning. We walked in the next room to a severely sterile stench and a slight whiff of... death? My TA turned on the vents and started unwrapping her cadaver that her class last semester had gotten to disect. It wasn't too bad, he didn't have skin anymore so we were just looking at bones and muscles and a nerve here and there. She also let us see the inside of his skull, which made me wonder where the brain was (the sketchy ingles bag on the counter answered that one for me).
After examining #1, our attention was turned to the pile of towels and coverings behind us; introducing dead guy #2. This one still had skin, so my stomach was immediately on edge, but to make it worse, #2 had a lot of body fat. uggghh. Needless to say I wasn't too upset to be leaving. But I'll just have to get used to, I'll be in there for the next 6 mondays with #1 and #2.
The only reason why today was more exciting than previous Tuesdays is because I wasn't an epic fail in beginners swimming this morning. But that's just a small victory for me.
Sunday, January 25, 2009
Yet again, I've had a semi-boring weekend. Though it could be considered "relaxing" the first couple times, it's about to get on my nerves.
On Friday, my friends were all invited to various cocktails, plays, and dinners so I decided to take the night as a "Tricia" night. I went to the gym around 8 when no one was there so I could finally get a treadmill. These college students and their new years resolutions are really hindering my workout schedule. Then I went back to the room and took a long, hot shower because no one was banging on the door, waiting for their turn. I read my new book "Death by Black Hole" for a while and then turned on the TV only to find "Men in Black" on TBS. Incredible, I know. But then my roommate, that I have a really awkward relationship with, came in awkwardly early and kind of ruined my Tricia night. I went to sleep at 11:30.
Last night, I visited my boyfriend at state. State is just always a big downer, but the boyfriend part helped :)
So this is my vow, plead, word, whatever that next weekend I'm going out and doing something worthwhile. There.
Oh, and I've decided to do urinating on a jellyfish sting as my folk belief.
On Friday, my friends were all invited to various cocktails, plays, and dinners so I decided to take the night as a "Tricia" night. I went to the gym around 8 when no one was there so I could finally get a treadmill. These college students and their new years resolutions are really hindering my workout schedule. Then I went back to the room and took a long, hot shower because no one was banging on the door, waiting for their turn. I read my new book "Death by Black Hole" for a while and then turned on the TV only to find "Men in Black" on TBS. Incredible, I know. But then my roommate, that I have a really awkward relationship with, came in awkwardly early and kind of ruined my Tricia night. I went to sleep at 11:30.
Last night, I visited my boyfriend at state. State is just always a big downer, but the boyfriend part helped :)
So this is my vow, plead, word, whatever that next weekend I'm going out and doing something worthwhile. There.
Oh, and I've decided to do urinating on a jellyfish sting as my folk belief.
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Snow in chapel hill and the inauguration of Obama? could anything else possibly happen today? (besides my epic fail in beginners swimming, of course). Though it was a rush trying to get to a tv somewhere that didn't have a bagillion people already around it, to sit down and watch the 44th president be inaugurated was something I'll never forget.
I thought the election night festivities were about as liberal-college-scene as things get, what with the first African-American president, not to mention he was democratic, winning the popular vote and college students rushing the streets in celebration. I even watched his acceptance speech in a local bar. Hip, I know.
But as I sat in the basement of Graham Hall, surrounded by my peers and with my tongue already burnt from sipping my oh-so-collegiate Starbucks coffee too quickly, I realized the historical change that was taking place in front of my eyes.
So despite the creepy pronunciations of Malia and Sasha throughout, the stumbling during the oath (which I'm convinced was the Chief Justice's fault), and the sketchy poem at the end, the inauguration proved to be as historical as it was supposed to be, and I'm glad to have experienced it here at Chapel Hill.
And by the way, my suite mates had a snowball fight with Ed Davis and Will Graves today. That's what else happened today. One of the greatest days in history: January 20, 2009.
I thought the election night festivities were about as liberal-college-scene as things get, what with the first African-American president, not to mention he was democratic, winning the popular vote and college students rushing the streets in celebration. I even watched his acceptance speech in a local bar. Hip, I know.
But as I sat in the basement of Graham Hall, surrounded by my peers and with my tongue already burnt from sipping my oh-so-collegiate Starbucks coffee too quickly, I realized the historical change that was taking place in front of my eyes.
So despite the creepy pronunciations of Malia and Sasha throughout, the stumbling during the oath (which I'm convinced was the Chief Justice's fault), and the sketchy poem at the end, the inauguration proved to be as historical as it was supposed to be, and I'm glad to have experienced it here at Chapel Hill.
And by the way, my suite mates had a snowball fight with Ed Davis and Will Graves today. That's what else happened today. One of the greatest days in history: January 20, 2009.
Monday, January 19, 2009
I'm new to the blogging scene so I guess I'll begin by getting the getting-to-know-me stuff out of the way. My name is Tricia and I'm 19 years old. I'm majoring in Exercise and Sports Science. I love to read and ski and my favorite bands are Nickel Creek and DMB. My favorite food is mac n' cheese and I have two dogs and a cat. That should do for now.
So this weekend was probably the most anticlimactic "first weekend back" for me. But I was happy for it seeing as my suite mates made sure this past week was the most exciting "first week back" of my life. We went out literally every night. It was worth it though, now all of that's out of my system and first week of class doesn't really matter right?
Friday night consisted of an intense game of apples to apples with OJ and queso dip. Saturday started bright and early at 9 a.m. so my suite mates and I could eventually end up all over college gameday at 11 (which we did). That night we got your typical student phase 4 tickets to the basketball game where I witnessed my Carolina basketball team crush, Danny Green, block about 17 shots. Amazing. Sunday I slept for about 15 of the 24 hours and "studied" for about 2.
In celebration of Martin Luther King Jr. Day, my boyfriend came to see me (he goes to State, boo i know) and we saw Slumdog Millionaire, which was brilliant and I highly suggest it. Tonight my friends and I will be attending the women's basketball game. I'm especially excited because I played against one of the starting guards, Cetera DeGraffenreid, in high school. Her team always destroyed us, but it's nice to see a familiar face.
Tomorrow, however, I am not looking forward to. It's the first day of swimming in my beginner's swimming class and even though we're just learning to float, I can think of other things I'd rather do. I'll be sure to let you know how it goes. Later!
So this weekend was probably the most anticlimactic "first weekend back" for me. But I was happy for it seeing as my suite mates made sure this past week was the most exciting "first week back" of my life. We went out literally every night. It was worth it though, now all of that's out of my system and first week of class doesn't really matter right?
Friday night consisted of an intense game of apples to apples with OJ and queso dip. Saturday started bright and early at 9 a.m. so my suite mates and I could eventually end up all over college gameday at 11 (which we did). That night we got your typical student phase 4 tickets to the basketball game where I witnessed my Carolina basketball team crush, Danny Green, block about 17 shots. Amazing. Sunday I slept for about 15 of the 24 hours and "studied" for about 2.
In celebration of Martin Luther King Jr. Day, my boyfriend came to see me (he goes to State, boo i know) and we saw Slumdog Millionaire, which was brilliant and I highly suggest it. Tonight my friends and I will be attending the women's basketball game. I'm especially excited because I played against one of the starting guards, Cetera DeGraffenreid, in high school. Her team always destroyed us, but it's nice to see a familiar face.
Tomorrow, however, I am not looking forward to. It's the first day of swimming in my beginner's swimming class and even though we're just learning to float, I can think of other things I'd rather do. I'll be sure to let you know how it goes. Later!
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