I refuse to let common sense cloud my judgement

I'm definitely supposed to be doing a Genetics take home test right now and finding it incredibly hard to do so... So I'm doing this instead. Here are some pictures of me trying to complete said test.
Okay, lets look at this puppy...

Wow, these first few questions are kind of hard...

They're all kind of hard...

Who knows this kind of crap?!

Is it even possible to answer this question!? Is my teacher clinically insane?!

Now this is just wrong...

Somebody please, PLEASE put me out of my misery!



So in addition to this painfully hard test I'm trying to complete, I'm in the middle of my life right now... and if by life you think I mean crisis, you'd be right. So I came to school thinking, "Sure, being a doctor would be sweet." Shortly there-after, I decided to go to PA school. (That's physician's assistant school for those of you who are scratching your head, all 4 of you who could possibly read this) So PA schools have a few things in common as to what they want for prerequisites. These are: Bachelor's degree from an acredited college, 3.0 gpa or higher (higher being preferred), a bunch of classes (including ochem, biochem, psychology, anat and phys, and microbiology), and 2000 PAID hours of medical experience. 2000 HOURS! I don't know about you but I'm pretty sure that it's incredibly hard to get a job right out of college with just a bachelor's in science in the medical field. So I joined the PA society at BYUI to explore what options I had to find a job because, you know, maybe they could help me with that. At our most recent meeting a man came in to talk to us about the Paramedicine degree which is tailored to people wanting to be a PA. It's amazing. By the first semester you are certified to be an EMT and actually do ride-alongs and get paid and it works towards your hours. They also find you an internship at the end of the program! Crazy right? But then you have a job as soon as you graduate. It's amazing. But here's the thing. I'm almost done with my biology degree and have not finished some of my generals and there are a few prerequisites to the EMT program that I would have to take. I would have to get all these classes done this coming semester to enter into the EMT program in fall 2009. It's 6 classes I have to take and I'm not even on track next semester. I will also have to petition the school to let me stay in because I have a ton of credits already. So now I have to make a decision. Finish my Bio degree (which I would be done with in the same amount of time if I changed to EMT) or change my degree to paramedicine. And I have to decide all of this before tuesday. I learned all this thursday night. So, any suggestions?

Also, PS, here is a picture of how sweet my bangs are sometimes when I try and do my hair. You can't really tell in the picture but they are freaking sweet!

On that note, I'll sign off and try to finish this test. But seriously, I am looking for any and all suggestions for my future... I might even call a psychic.

More Medication, Please!

ADD pills really are the best things ever invented. People who don't believe in ADD, well I wish you could spend just one, one annoyingly distracted hour in my brain... And then tell me it doesn't exist... Anyway... This is me trying incredibly hard to not do my homework and so far it's working so, yay...

If by "happy" you mean trapped with no means of escape...? ...then yes, I'm happy

So school is kicking me in the butt with no end in sight. What really gets my goat? It's that I feel like I really understand what's going on in my classes and then I get the test back and the truth is I apparently don't in anyway shape or form understand what the devils going on and the people around me who don't know what's going on get better grades than me!!! Also, goat thieves get my goat... Also, I'm pretty sure no one reads this blog at all except Risi and Ashlee so I don't know why I do it... Alas, my cause is a lost one.... (That's for all you Slipper and the Rose lovers out there) Anyway, here are some pictures to make the post worth while...

This is me and Abigail in Central Park in New York City. Oh Abigail why did you leave me!?

This is me and Balsy McGee that I'm taking care of for Marie... Yeah, don't ask...

This is what happens when you leave your door unlocked and your camera out... Cute Liz... This is from a couple of semesters ago.

This is me from this semester in Apt. 133. My hair dye is fresh.

Okay this picture is in the Red Lion Hotel in Pocatello, ID where Susannah and I stayed the night after I totaled my car... I don't really know why I'm smiling. Right after I took this I had to talk to the insurance agent for like an hour...

This is the sign of the Red Lion Hotel where Susa and I stayed the night.

This is my new (and by new I mean used) CR-V. It's pretty much the best car there is. Be jealous....

This is from Christmas when Mom had me take my life into my hands and climb up on the wall separating the family room and the dining room. The ledge I'm sitting on is pretty much only 2 ft. wide and around 10 feet up. Yeah, I only almost died a couple of times...

This is Olivia asleep...

This is Risi's head wound, I mean hair color wash-out.


So that's petty much it for this post. I know you are incredibly disappointed that it's over...

Here are some pictures of the babies from Christmas and lets be honest, they are precious...

Here is freaking cute drewbie

Getting all of the babies together.

Haha, get her face!

Livi wanted to crawl off the couch.


I pure love it...

And Drewbie is just sitting cool as a cucumber...
I love the babies! And there are two more on the way!!!!
Ann and Ashlee better get on the ball!!!

Okay so I don't really get how to post pictures and stuff on here because I'm not computer literate. I also cannot spell so BACK OFF!!! Apparently I'm very touchy about it... Anyway here are some photos...

This is now a sad sign to me....

This one is just a little happier because it means the car ride is almost over.

This one is really great because I'm almost home....

This picture is depressing because Abigail is no longer my sidekick because she's on the mish.

This is just funny. Liz wanted to see if she could fit on a pantry shelf. And it turns out she can...

I Talk To The Trees...

But they never listen to me.... But lets be honest, I'm really only talking to myself... Which I do... Sometimes.... By myself.... But I digress.... Wait, did I ever have a point?