Wow, it has been a long time since the last time I updated.  I think the only reason I am writing now is because I have an assignment to work on, and I am trying to put it off as long as possible.  Not much for interesting stuff has been happening lately.  I have been super busy with work lately.  I just don't understand it.  For a few weeks it was really slow there, and I was super bored and wishing it was busy.  Then all of the sudden it got really busy.  It is funny how that happens. 

In about two and a half weeks I get to go to Toronto for one night.  I have to attend an awards ceremony at my school.  It seems kinda silly that I have to go all the way there just to get an award, but I guess it makes sense since the president of the company that sponsors my award will be presenting the award and I will have my picture taken and probably published in a magazine.  It will be kinda fun because I know of a couple other people from my program that are also getting awards, so it will be nice to see  them again and catch up on how their internships are going.  My dad is coming with me to the ceremony, so that is kinda nice that he is so proud of me that he is willing to fly to Toronto to see it.

I am looking forward to February.  I am going on the Plunge Duluth Trip.  It will be really nice to get away for a weekend and not have to worry about work. 

Well that is the only stuff that is really going on in my life at the moment.  I guess I should go now and find something else to distract me from doing my assignment.

Right now I really need life to slow down.  I have been so busy lately, and time has been flying by.  I am not sure where the summer went.  I am not even sure if summer happened at all.  I am not sure that this year happened at all.  I always find myself wishing the time away.  Everyday I wish for the day to be over so I can go to sleep.  When I wake up in the morning, I am already looking forward to going back to bed that night.  Then the day flies by, and before I know it, I am waking up the next morning.  All week I wish for the weekend, and when the weekend finally comes, I am so busy catching up on things from the rest of the week and the weekend flies by, and before I know it, it is the next week.  I need some me time....time where I can just relax and not wish for the next day, or week, or month, or year. I want to be content with the time, and not wish it to be some other time.  I am not sure if that makes sense, but it does to me.  All I know is I really have to stop wishing for time to pass because before I know it, I will be old and wishing that I still had time. 

Summer is officially over for me.  Not that I had much of a summer with working all the time.  But now, on top of the insane amount of hours I work, I have my school assignments to work on.  Tonight I just got my assignments for the year.  The first one is due September 8, which is coming up quickly.  Oh well, at least I am not stuck in a classroom this year.  I need some motivation to get my work done. One of these days I want to sit down and do all my assignments for the entire year, just so they are done and I don't have to worry about them. I also need to start studying for my board exams, but they are not until next summer, so I will probably wait until the last minute and try to cram two years of learning into two days.  I gotta go now and look over the assignments and go to sleep.

I haven't updated in a while, so I thought that I should. I have been really busy with work lately. I am still really enjoying my job, however, sometimes I wish that I didn't have to work so much. This weekend is my 3rd weekend in a row on call. I am only supposed to be on call every second weekend, but sometimes it just doesn't work that way. The last time I had a weekend not on call, I had to work anyways, so I haven't had a complete weekend off in over a month. It is so exhausting because I work Monday to Friday from 8:30-5, usually at least 3 nights a week I am there in the evenings as well. The past couple of weeks have been super busy, so I have been there even more than normal. Once I am done my internship, things shouldn't be so bad though. I won't be on call quite as often, so I am looking forward to that. It will be a little easier to have a life. Not really much is going on in my life besides work. This past week I have been sacrificing my sleep time to hang out with friends, which I don't get to do very often. It was fun, but I am getting myself burnt out pretty quickly. I feel like such an old lady. If I stay up past 10, I get so tired. I don't know what ever happened to the days where I could stay out until 2 or 3 in the morning. Today after work I had a nap, which was so nice. Then after my nap I had to go back to work, which was kinda crappy. I didn't get all the stuff I planned to do around the house today done. Oh well, it will eventually get done.

Today has been a really bad day.  The morning wasn't too bad.  I had to be at work for 9 this morning.  It is supposed to be my weekend off, but my boss went out of town, so I had to work.  I didn't mind working, but it would have been nice to sleep in since it is Saturday.  I could have been off of work around noon, but the mother of one of the women I work with broke her hip and had to go for surgery, so the women I work with didn't want to be at work.  I ended up letting her leave, and I stayed at work until three.  I began to not feel so well during the last hour of work.  I have had a lump on my head behind my ear for a couple days.  I am not sure where it came from, but it is sore and it feels like there is a lot of tension in my head.  So anyways, it really started to bother me and  I just wanted to go home and lay down for a while.  But when I left work, I had to go to Walmart to pick up a few things.  I hate Walmart...it is always too busy and there are never enough people working.  So I finally got out of Walmart, and got home.  I was feeling really tired and my head really hurt, so I put on a movie and layed down with the dog and just relaxed.  After the movie was over, I decided that I needed to get some stuff done, so I decided to clean my Degu's cage since it was starting to smell.  This is when things started to get really bad.  First, I had a really hard time getting Oswald out of his cage because he has been really grumpy with me the past few days.  It took about 10 minutes to coax him to allow me to grab him.  Finally I got him out, and I put him in his ball to run around the kitchen.  I had to lock the dog in the basement because he tries to eat the Degu because miniature pinschers were bred to kill rodents.  The dog started to flip out and bark and scratch the door because he knew that the Degu was running around the kitchen and he wanted to eat him.  So I finally got the cage clean and got the dog to shut up, so I decided to take Oswald out of the ball and hold him for a while because I haven't held him for a few days because he has been so grumpy with me.  I sat on the couch and Oswald sat on my arm and I was scratching him under the chin.  After a few minutes of him just sitting on me, he decides to catch me off guard and jumped off me, and before I could catch him, he went under my couch.  By this time, my dog, who was still in the basement, started going crazy again and was barking and scratching the door.  So I have a dog going crazy in the basement, and a rodent in my couch.  I tried bribing Oswald with carrots, but he wouldn't come out.  I tipped the couch over, but couldn't find him.  I got scared that he ran under something else, so I searched the entire upstairs of my house trying to find him.  I couldn't find him anywhere, so I decided to let my dog upstairs, hoping that he would be able to smell Oswald and lead me to him, without eating him.  Cricket immediately ran to the couch and started barking and scratching at it.  My couch is the kind that reclines at the ends, so there is a big metal mechanism inside, so there is lots of space inside.  I realized that Oswald must be inside the couch, but in order to get to him, I had to rip the sheet of fabric off the bottom of the couch to get to him.  So I carefully tore the fabric off the staples that were holding it on and looked inside.  I still didn't see him, but Cricket started going even more crazy and was trying to get inside the couch.  There was another thin piece of fabric at the side, that separates the upholstry from the mechanism.  Cricket was scratching at the fabric like crazy, so I decided to pull that piece off as well.  There I saw the stupid Degu sitting there looking at me.  The dog was still trying to get at him to eat him, and I was really mad at the Degu and I had considered letting the dog get him, but I might regret it tomarrow when my dog is barfing up Oswald, so I locked the dog in the basement again, and he went crazy barking and scratching at the door again.  I reached my hand in the place where Oswald was, but he was fighting me.  Thank goodness that he never bites, because if he did, I am sure I would have gotten bitten.  He did however do a nice job at scratching up my hands.  I finally got him out of the couch and put him in his cage, where he will spend the rest of his life because he is never coming out of there again after tonight.  So now I have a stupid degu, a crazy dog, and a couch that is torn apart.  I decided it might be a good idea to put the couch back together as it once was so that my parents wouldn't kill me and my Degu, so I went into the basement to get the staple gun, not realizing that my parents have it out at camp right now.  So, I had to go back to Walmart to get  a staple gun.  The cheapest one I could find was $17, which sucks because when am I ever going to use a staple gun again.  So after waiting forever in the lines at Walmart to get a $17 staple gun that I will only use once, I finally went home and fixed the couch.  It looks as good as new, but I think I should still tell my parents about me having to disect it, because they will eventually somehow find out.  So yeah, that was my night....I still have to do some laundry and ironing, but I am afraid to see what will happen next....the washing machine will probably blow up or I will somehow drop the iron on my face or something.