Tuesday, January 31, 2006

The Clumsy Chemist Strikes Again!!

Oh, my spots are much bigger...
I really was being very careful. We were using silver nitrate in chem lab today. I was so proud of myself, i hadn't spilled a drop of anything and my titration results were impeccable. Then wouldn't you know it...the student on the OPPOSITE end of the lab bench loses control of their silver nitrate solution. It went EVERYWHERE.
Does anyone know what Silver Nitrate does to pale white skin?I was so glad that I had on my goggles...and i was able to block my face from the spray with my hands...but the chemicals still got on my hands. Well, i didn't really notice at first, but the other two students exposed to the spray of chemicals had darker skin tones...African American and Hispanic, to be exact. No effect on them...i thought i was safe. Then they looked at my hands. We all laughed at the silly white girl with black-spotted hands! Dang, I am now a dalmatian. And i will be until this layer of skin falls of, which tends to take a while. And it got under my nails. That'll take a while to get back to normal. But it is rather funny.

Sunday, January 29, 2006

work,work.work!

Today I may be justly accused of breaking the Sabbath. In fact, I am such a heathen that I didn't make it to church this morning. Well, that's because i felt awful...and drugged...but let me start from the beginning...
Yesterday I had every intention of finishing every stinking bit of homework for this past week and even get ahead on some assignments for this week. That was quite a goal, because homework for eighteen class hours of advanced chemistry and spanish is known to take a while. At any rate, I was up and running at nine, barely finished with my organic chemistry flashcards when...i had this funny feeling in my head. "oh no. I know that feeling...no, it can't be. I've had a cold all week, its just sinuses." So I take a sudafed and keep on truckin'. Nope, not sinuses. At two o'clock, i have a full-fledged migraine. Not just any run-of-the-mill migraine, a vomit-inducing, noise-hating, light-abhorring migraine. Yep, a NASTY one. So I take two of my migraine pills and retreat under my quilt. Two hours later, i was hoping to resume my work. Nope, it STILL hurt...bad. I visit the bathroom for the first symptom mentioned above, take TWO MORE pills, then sleep again. Now its seven o'clock. My parents have returned home, and I manage to stumble downstairs to cry on my mother's shoulder. I am a little child again. "It HURTS, mommy!!! Fix it!" Fortunately, mom knows all about my migraine woes. I've had them since i was oh, about six, and she knows this is a bad one. So she calls dad over, and he hits me with FOUR pills of the best stuff he's got (for those of you who are really worried about that at the moment, he is a physician and allowed to do stuff like that). He asks, "So Carmen, what are you going to do when you're a surgeon, and one of these smacks you just before you operate?" "cancel the operation!" I say as smart-alecy as possible... And to my surprise he says, "yep, that's exactly what you'll have to do". Okay, well that's just great. My career is on the line all because of a stupid head condition...
Well, i was then COMPLETELY drugged up. I slept until about noon today...thus the missing church. And now I'm in the computer lab at school, having just finished as much homework as completely necessary to get by this week. And i'm still dizzy from the meds. I should not have driven over here...wait, how DID i get here? hmm.
Thus i have confessed my sins, and thus i complain. And now end my childish cry for sympathy and resume with my homework. No, i think i'll sleep. wait... yeah... sleep.

Thursday, January 19, 2006

Dance in the parking lot.

As I walked to my car today from class, I noticed a girl dancing in the parking lot. She was twirling and waving her arms with a huge smile on her face. At first I thought, "What's she been smoking? Must've had a good day or something." Suddenly I realized I was the crazy one. Why not dance in the parking lot?
As Bono says:
It's a beautiful day...don't let it get away.

Sunday, January 08, 2006

Favorite Quotes

I think one way to force myself to express myself more often is to elaborate on some of my favorite quotes. It is these words of men and women that I admire which evoke true passion in me, words of such clarity and strength which serve as my muse for a few moments.
"The veil between, though very dark, is very thin"
George MacDonald
The veil between. This can serve as a metaphor for many things. In the particular instance, I think MacDonald was speaking of life and death, earth and heaven. But since I'm not on my deathbed, these words take a more lively meaning for me. I am one person, I do many things, yet I strive to become more mature and do greater things than I have ever dreamed I could do. Though my struggle often seems unending, the growth process to take me from where I am to where I want to be is much less hard than it seems. I look back on my life only a few months ago and see how far the Lord has led me. Yes, though the future often seems so dark, the veil between me and my dreams is thinner than I realize. I think if I would take the time to look at my life closely, i would cease to see the veil at all and realize that I am here for a reason. I am living my great adventure, but only the first chapter.

Wednesday, January 04, 2006

This doggone thing is pretty accurate

As Jill, you are confident, respectful, and a little bit bossy! You have an acquired taste for adventure, and love any challenge that you have to face.

As Jill, you are confident, respectful, and a little bit bossy! You have an acquired taste for adventure, and love any challenge that you have to face.