Live, Eat, Breath and Sleep pharmacy...That's what I do.

Woah, time flys when you're not having fun

2008-03-26T18:27:00.003-02:30

So, it's been a while...
Partly because I'm too busy to write intricate postings, and partly because facebook is just so much faster and convenient.

School is tough, money is rough, and I'm just like....what the hell happened to this year????
I can't believe how fast my second year in Pharmacy has flown by.
I mean, holy crap.
I'm one year older, I'm really not much wiser, but I am full of a lot of useless information...this I know for sure.

But that's university for you. You pay a lot of money for a lot of crap that goes along with your useful, practical, and applicable information.

I remember my first year of pharmacy. Wide-eyed, anxious to get started, worried that I would fail out or not get straight A's, and I treated EVERYTHING that was said or taught to me as if it was solid gold....maybe even platinum.

Now...after real life experience and after actually working in a pharmacy...I realize pharmacy school is full of a lot of really useless bullshit. I could care less about the high standards they place on us students, because I now know that the real world just doesn't work that way.
So maybe I am slightly wiser or maybe just slightly more cynical. But I am able to pick out what I feel is most relevant to me, and what I think would be most useful to me to become a successful pharmacist...
but after this hellish year of 7 courses per semester, and a month of unpaid work experience...I'm ready to graduate!!! So maybe I'm only half a pharmacist, who cares.

Ok well, I'm not actually ready to graduate...but I feel ready. Or maybe I just wish the next 2 years of the program would fly by as quickly as this one just did. hmmmm....

So finals are 2 weeks away. Then I'm off to Toronto for 5 days...checking out all a drug manufacturing companies and allowing them to spoil us rotten with freebies...including free food. Woohoo. Then off to Montréal...a city I've only seen as a young girl and at an age I couldn't really appreciate. So I'm looking forward to the experience! The only problem is I don't know much french anymore...since I haven't used it in YEARS. But that's ok, there are several french speaking people in my class who will be willing to interpret. After that, I fly back to Newfie-land.

THEN to the hospital I go. Yay...hospital pharmacy. Oh boy....I just can't wait...
Yup, I'm excited...considering I've already signed a contract with Shoppers Drug Mart to work as a community pharmacist...and I'm really not fussy about working for free in a hospital pharmacy, gaining experience that will NEVER apply to me. Woo hoo....

Anyway, I'm not going to write much more since I don't even think anyone I know reads my blog anymore, as I haven't written in almost a year or more...
SO

That's it.

Cheerio.

Life at the Pharmacy

2007-05-30T20:16:00.000-02:30

Above is the Holy Bible for the every day Pharmacist....

As many of you know, I am doing my workterm this summer in a Pharmacy. This was to be a 4 week non-paid experience for credit towards my degree program. They friendly folks at Sobey's have decided to hire me on for 8 weeks (PAID!) after my SPE is complete. So I am one happy pharmacy student.

So, what is life like in a pharmacy? What do those serious-looking, constantly counting, lab-coat wearing professionals really do behind that counter? Why do they always look so focused and concentrated on what they are doing?

Because! It's so easy to make an "F"ing mistake that could cost you your LIFE! Yeah, that's right!
We don't just COUNT pills ok. We make sure directions are right, dosing is correct, the doctor didn't take crack the day of your visit and prescribe something that could kill you, or that you are crazy allergic to...we deal with your billing and insurance crap, spend hours on the phone talking to stuck-up egomaniac doctors so YOU don't have to, and insurance companies who don't want to dish out, even when they know they HAVE TO!!

So the next time you visit your local pharmacy....tell your pharmacist THANK YOU for all the hard work they do. Because even though you can't see everything that goes on behind that counter, believe me. It's a LOT more than the average person would bargain for!
OH YEAH!! AND CALL FOR REFILLS YOU LAZY SHOPPERS!!!! Just freakin call!!!! Don't huff when you gotta wait 15 minutes so we can do all of the above!!! Just think...it could be saving your stupid, useless, good-for-nothing life.

Oh, did I mention that I LOVE working at the Pharmacy? THEHEHHEHEH!
No seriously, it's cool.

And remember...pills are good.

More good stories and counting...don't worry I didn't forget. I simply just don't have time to tell them yet!!!

TO BE CONTINUED........

Can you guess the brand and proprietary name of the pills below????

One hint: It's generic!

Time flies when you're busy

2007-05-20T22:48:00.001-02:30

Holy Crap. It's been over a month since my last final exam and it feels like it's been a day. I have been more busy lately than while in school...although the change in routine certainly is refreshing.

I'm two weeks into my work term or SPE as Pharmacy calls it...don't ask why....and I'm loving it...except the not getting paid part. I think it's a total crock! Anyway, this SPE is a lot of work...I'm working, plus studying plus learning from the preceptor. I am physically and mentally exhausted when I get home from a day's work but at the same time, I enjoy what I'm doing. Meanwhile I'm job hunting, personal training a friend 6 days a week at the gym, trying to fit in doctors appointments, yoga, interviews, car maintenance, and, of course, Whipper time. We try to go to the park a few times a week so she can sniff other doggies and say hi without trying to kill them. She is doing well in this area.
Needless to say, I'm busy busy busy!
Most days I don't even turn the tv on when I get home. And my feet kill. I have already promised myself a pedicure after I finish this workterm! Whippers feet licks will have to do for now. That little dog loves to lick stinky feet. I don't get it, but I'm not complaining....it's the only foot-pain relief I have right now. Don't judge me...I'm a poor student who is working for NOTHING!!! noooothingggggggg!

So yeah, I live alone now. It's great actually. Not that I like not having my sister around but there is something to be said about living alone and getting into the zone. I enjoy playing music when I want to, dancing around the house like a crazy person without anyone watching, watching whatever I want whenever I want, keeping the house tidy and clean, and cooking. Yes, even cooking. I enjoy owning my own place and having time to myself, especially since I've been dealing with the general public most every day. Granted, I get out a lot and do a lot of things with friends, so that might be why I don't feel as lonely. I dunno. Plus I have Whipper and she's basically like my baby.

So, yeah. Now I need a digital camera cause I can't take pictures and upload them to this blog without one. So that's kinda poopy.

OH yah speaking of poop....To all those dog owners...please pick up your dogs poop. Seriously man, it stinks on humid hot days, and I don't enjoy steping into it when I walk my dog through the park. That or potty train him to use your toilet.

Anyway, I'm off to bed. I'm beat.
Last day of the long weekend tomorrow...must get out and enjoy it!!!!

Next time I'll tell you my story of the crazy lady who approached my in my car at an intersection, and the crazy kid who lives 3 houses down. Yeah. Don't ask me why but crazies are always attracted MY way.

Later.

I'm BAAAAAACK!!!

2007-04-16T23:47:00.000-02:30

I'm back and full of stories!!!!

So here is my story for today. You know when you've studied too much when...
The UPS man comes to the door and "points his pen at the little dotted line" without uttering a word and giving you the "eye."

You reply....."Do you need my signature or my signals?"
Yes...signals. That's what I said. But little did he know, I was studying for Pharmaceutical Analysis and trying to figure out how to read IR, NMR, and Mass spectrums ...which are "signals".
Anyway....He was in a really grumpy mood for whatever reason. And I'm doing a weird scrunchy face wondering why I just said "signals" instead of "initals."
He then asks me to "sign" legibily.

Ok ...first of all. WHO in gods name signs "legibily"? My signature is NOT legible. Sorry but, it's just not.
If you want legible, I PRINT!
So I sign, as I see other signatures on the paper that are VERY illegible. And I mean, who PRINTS for something anyway...you sign you don't print. In the REAL WORLD, outside of UPS, you sign for a cheque, you sign for a legal document, etc etc. It's how the world works. SIGNATURES are legally binding....not printing.

Well after I signed, he said very rudely...
"NO I SAID LEGIBILY!!!!!!"
I was like....
UPS guy...backdown!!! I'm a woman on her last rope, studying for her 2nd last final (out of 8) and I'm ready to take out all my pent-up fustration, which has just now turned into infuriation, out on YOU little man in the brown stupid uniform!!!!...
YOU DO NOT want to piss me off today!!!!

OF course, I didn't say any of that. Instead I took a deep breath, gave him a dirty look and replied...
BAD DAY????
Then turned and slammed the door.

I'm so passive agressive.
But I've decided that the next time I see him, I'm gonna make fun of his shorts.
BAHHAHAHAHHAH

Last final tomorrow.
YAY for freedom!

Oreo

2007-01-06T20:59:00.000-03:30

Most everyone who reads my blog already knows that Oreo is no longer with us. It has been a tough few days...and I have to say that I never expected to be saying goodbye to that amazing dog so soon. But to my surprise, Oreo had to be laid to rest only a few hours before my flight home from Calgary. It was extremely hard to do, but I am glad we were there for Mom and Kevin.

I knew Oreo had been sick. But sometimes pets do get sick...and you take them to the vet and they get better. Oreo was getting better. He was healthy and happy throughout the majority of the holiday. I knew he wasn't himself but I also attributed that to the fact that Oreo was getting older. Little did we know that he was dying slowing inside. After seeing the x-ray at the vet, I felt a heavy weight fall over me. I knew there was nothing we could do.

This holiday was full of many farewells, but most were not permenent. Good bye to Calgary, good bye to the house I called home, good bye to the neighbours, good bye to Aunt Joanne and Uncle Bruce, and good bye to many long-time friends that I ran into along the way. There was a sense of loss from the moment I arrived. But nothing could prepare me for what was really to come. It kills me to know that I will never see that big teddy bear of a dog, again. I am just grateful that I was able to spend another full Christmas holiday with him and gain some new memories.

It was almost like he waited for me and Danielle to come home, and then he tried to hang in until the very end. Call me silly but at the same time, he was really too smart for his own good. It really wouldn't surprise me if it were true.

Tears are rolling down my face as I write this because Oreo was always my little pal. Before I moved to Newfoundland, I was very close to that dog. Although Kevin was always First in Command, many times I felt that I came in second growing up with him. I taught him many of his tricks, attempted to walk him in the dog parks around the city (although when he was younger, he really walked ME), and spent a lot of cuddle time and play time with him.

I have so many more fond memories of him and it breaks my heart to know he is gone. Not only was he intelligent, but was he was capable of showing compassion and love. I have never met a dog who could hug you the way Oreo could. That dog LOVED his family...especially Kevin.

My life has changed and I now have my own dog. I spent the last three years living away from Oreo and in that time, Mom and Kevin became even closer to him. He was the only "kid" left after my sister and I moved to NL.

Although my heart breaks for Oreo, it breaks even more so for my parents. I cannot imagine how hard it must have been to come to an empty house with no Oreo to greet you. To have to clean up all his toys and anything else that belonged to him. To come home and know you don't have to take him for a walk now...and the list goes on. I know Kevin is lost without him and mom is having a hard time with the loneliness that accompanies his loss. But time is a wonderful healer.

I believe we made the best decision for him but it doesn't mean it still won't hurt for a while. I know Oreo made such an impression on so many people who were lucky enough to get to know him. He was not just a dog. He was so much more....smart, unique, funny, and quirky. There will NEVER be another dog like him...

If he wasn't so special, then this wouldn't hurt as much. So I welcome the intense pain because I know that he was loved more than many dogs ever experience.

I know many people will miss him very dearly, especially Mom, Kevin, Danielle and I.

So good-bye, Oreo. You were loved very much.

Good dog.

Time for another RANT!

2006-12-02T15:16:00.000-03:30

Why are people so judgmental? Why is it a fundamental human principle to hate what is not familiar or not the norm? The human capacity to judge, segregate and kill their own kind for the sake of normality and personal belief runs ramped throughout the world. And we sit here in our westernized safe cocoon and shake our heads at the rest of the world saying, "How horrible!" In Canada, we claim to be "multi-cultural" and we preach to everyone else about how to accept others differences. But this shouldn't just end in the name of culture.
Yet in our own country we have our norms, our societal standards, laws and regulations that keep us in line and, for the most part, I do not disagree with these boundaries. However, there is a line that needs to be drawn. Given that we live in a country which ALSO prides itself in individualism and freedom of choice, I need to ask why people so quick to scorn the person who stereotypes a certain culture but then has the ability to turn around and quickly judge someone else for the personal choices they make regarding their OWN life? How the heck does this affect you? It's not YOUR life!!! It's theirs! And here's the part that just makes me want to kick them twice as hard in the ass...
Try to pass judgment on their life and what THEY do. Oh my GOD. Shit won't just hit the ONE fan, ok?

So why on earth am I bringing this up? What has me so infuriated that I will take the time out to sign into my blog and take precious time from my studying to write this long-winded rant?

One thing that people always judge me on is my choice to not have children. I dare not utter the words anywhere outside of my apartment walls because a slap in the face of verbal judgment will find me. I'm sorry but why is it such a PROBLEM with so many people to choose to not have children? It doesn't make me selfish. It doesn't make me cold. It doesn't make me immature.
Lots of people DON'T like dogs, but I do. Do I go around saying, "WHAT is wrong with you? Puppies are so cute! They love you and keep you company! What kind of person doesn't want a dog?" NO I don't, because I respect the fact that some people just don't want a dog! Why does this NOT apply to kids?
There are lots of people who want kids, so it's not as if my refraining from the act will, in some way, endanger the population of the human race. There are LOTS of children out there who are unwanted by their parents, who can't find homes, who are neglected, abused and the list goes on. People will stand there and say, "How could they? What kind of parent does that?" BUT THEN the same person will turn to me and say, "What is wrong with you for not wanting kids? It is your DUTY as a WOMAN to give birth!!!!"
HELLOOOOO PEOPLE!!! Don't you get it?
Those parents who abuse, neglect and hate their children PROBABLY were people like me!!!! They did NOT want them but were still EXPECTED to have them. Now look at the result!?!??!
Does anyone else NOT see this? I feel like I'm taking CRAZY PILLS!!!!!!!
I mean, seriously? SERIOUSLY?!??!

No, it won't be different if I have my OWN kids. No, it won't be different when I get older. NO it won't change with time!!!! The maternal biological clock does not apply to me.

I also do not judge people who want/have kids. I have friends with kids, family with kids, family who want kids, friends who want kids, etc. I know these people are at peace with their decision because it's what they want. And I respect that. It isn't what I'd want for myself, but I respect the fact that I'm not going to want what everyone else wants and vise versa.

I just wish I could figure out why people cannot learn to disagree without disrespecting.
Everyone has a right to make their own choices for what they feel is right for them within their own lives. I don't believe it is right for someone to try to control another persons decisions or ANY aspect of their life. Stick to your OWN life, which I'm sure is fucked up enough. Go work on how to fix that and stop trying to fix EVERYONE else because, in case you haven't noticed? IT'S NOT WORKING!!!!

Phewf. I feel better. Back to Anatomy.

WEE-PAH!

2006-11-26T17:22:00.000-03:30

More pics of my cuteness!!!!!
Mom, show these to Kevin!!!
Isn't she cute?!??!?!? aweeeeee my baby!!!

Pharmacy Christmas Semi-Formal that was not so SEMI Formal!

2006-11-26T13:18:00.000-03:30

So this past friday, the School of Pharmacy had their annual Christmas Semi-Formal event. Little did I know that in reality, the SEMI is dropped and that prom dresses and evening gowns are the dress codes for the night. Add a limo ride and you'd probably experience a little DEJA VU from grade 12 grad or something. Most of the girls in my class aren't long out of high school so they just wore their prom dresses from a couple years ago. Me however, did not even GO to grad, and even if I did, my grad dress would not fit me, 8 years later.
SO, being poor and not thinking this was a big deal, I went in a simple skirt and dressy top and I stuck out like a sore thumb. And our 1st class compared to those of 2nd to 4th year were VERY VERY VERY underdressed in comparision.
But lessoned learned. Next year I will be sure to buy something much more elegant and hopefully I'll be 15 lbs lighter so I can fit into it like a model. bahhahahah

Anyway, I figured I would post a few pics from the night, regardless. And show you who it is I see 5 days of the week, and will see for 4 more years of my life.

Mom, this post is mainly for you.

Me, Jamie, Julie and Meghan N. - My Anatomy and Phsyiology lab group.

Katie, Megan D, and Erika being very drunk.

Above we have Eryn and Leslie and below Jamie and me - this completes the members of our own little click.

Me and Jules below

Me and Eryn chillin out

This picture wasnt taken by me but we have starting from the left, going right:

Erika, Megan D, Garrett, Stacy, Nikki, her boyfriend Eric behind her, Greg, and Andrew. The last girl on the right is Andrews gf and she isn't in our class but I think her name was Melanie?

So yeah, there go. A few random people that are in my class. This of course doesn't include EVERYONE but I have a class picture that I will post later for that one. Most of these pics include the people I am closest with in the class.

Cheers and a very early Merry Christmas!

22 days till Calgary.

WOOT

Monkey Dance!

2006-11-21T23:14:00.000-03:30

I'm gonna snap, crackle and POP if this semester does not end soon!
HOLY crap, I have never been soooo anxious to be able to NOT study. I mean, this semester has been awesome and I'm enjoying what I'm learning but I think its the fact that it is my 7th consecutive semester IN A ROW with NO summers off that is driving me absolutely BONKERS! I have one more semester after this before I can actually work again...and real work. None of this 6 dollar an hour crap...No siree! This will be working in a pharmacy making a half decent salary as a pharmacy student, well that is after our "unpaid" workterm. But STILL!! NO BOOKS!!!
*angelic music begins to play*
Yes, that's right...a summer where I do not get to study! WOOT WOOT!
I can come home from a day's work and go to the gym....because I don't have to study or do homework. OR I can come home and watch tv, because I won't have to study or do homework. OR I can come home and take my time cooking a decent meal because I won't have to study or do homework. OR I can come home and go out with friends, or go to the mall, or sit on my ass and watch paint dry....it won't matter because I'll have the TIME!!!

OK...
So back to Christmas. Yeah, this will be our last Christmas in Calgary and I know mom's gonna go all nuts and crazy with making it super amazingly special so it deserves some major hype.
I'm planning on eating ginger beef for a few days straight (for breakfast, lunch and supper) but don't worry, I won't gain a pound because I plan on working out on mom's new Precor elliptical for a few hours a day. bahahhaa
Plus I will be walking Oreo, as per usual. Oreo loves his walks.

I love being able to go home, have some of mom's amazing cooked meals, putting up the tree, and playing christmas music until the sound sickens me. I even enjoy the SMELLS! It never ceases to amaze me how smell can be associated with memory, and how the simple smell of a home can make you feel back at home.
I enjoy the long rides commuting to and from the home for whatever reason, seeing how much New Brighton has YET AGAIN grown, and going back to familiar places that bring back memories.

Christmas Eve is always a great celebration. But mom pretty much covered that in her blog.

I also look forward to the sun. The sun you might think? Yes. St. John's is one of the cloudiest cities in Canada and personally, I need a good dose of sun now and again. Although Calgary may get extremely cold at times, it does provide sufficient amounts of sunshine to keep your mood elevated.

December 13th is my last final exam. Then I have a few days to get Whipper situated with her babysitters and pack for the big trip.

I can't wait for that day. OH yes, I'll be dancin like a monkey!!!

Can't wait!!!! YAY! Monkey Dance!

On that note, I will be 25 in 2 days and I just want to add that I am exactly 1/4 of a century old. And given that the average life expectancy for females is approximately 75 years, I have already lived 1/3rd of my life and I only have 2/3rds of it left to live. Kinda depressing but it's neat to see it put in perspective.

Cherio!

Stepping Stones

2006-11-12T11:28:00.000-03:30

So you know the old saying...stepping stones lead the way to the ultimate destination.
And so, we are usually advised to lay down stepping stones along our journey through life.
But I have to raise the question as to what we are laying down as our stepping stones?
For some is it educational experience, for others job experience, or maybe it is just experience.
But for others, it is people.

And this is never good. Whether it be friends who they later betray, or women/men they use and hurt....it is not good.
This is very selfish behavior. And although one might believe that they are trying to better themselves, really they are burning others in the process. The bridges melt and fade away.

And so I must share my advice to those who are in the pursuit of laying down others as their stepping stones...
Remember...if you do not place them properly and care for them in the manner that you should, they can crack. And on your way to your destination, walking over your steps, you never know which one will crack that will send you falling down, down, down.

If I am your stepping stone, rest assured that I will do my best to crack at the very precise moment you step on me, so that I will send you hurling down off your high horse, off your cloud nine, and back into reality... back to the dust.

Sleep tight.

Random Post to Please the Masses

2006-10-29T20:01:00.000-03:30

So...
My blog has been lacking....blogs.
I figured I should write something, seeing as I'm trying my best to procrastinate from going back to studying Pharmaceutics...icky.

So how's school...well glad you asked. It's grand. It's been a steady stream of reading, quizzes, assignments, labs and midterms, but I'm getting through it. It makes a difference when you are actually interested in what you are learning. In fact, it was just last week that I got to pick and prod at a dead body and many body parts learning all about muscles, my favorite anatomy topic. And with all respect to the dead, our particular male cadaver must have had a boner when he died because HELLO! It was an interesting surprise when they unzipped the bag, to say the least. It was hard not to giggle. We also formulated our first cough syrup and IV injection.

I'm looking forward to Christmas break and for my last official visit to Calgary. Yes, I liked Calgary back in the day but in all honesty I really don't care to go back for the sake of going back. The only reason I go back to Calgary is to see Mom, Kevin and Oreo for Christmas, as well as random family members and friends.
There are very few things I miss about Calgary.
One thing I do miss is the Chinooks, but from the sounds of things I'm having warmer weather than Mom. Oh and Ginger Beef. My prayers are with the Chinese people who finally bring the delicious dish to Nfld. And Lululemon. I plan on buying every item in that store when I visit for Christmas.
So minus those three things, I'm pretty content where I am.

Other than that, it's the same ole regime. And that's not necessarily a bad thing. It just means I've established a very satisfactory equilibrium in my schedule that allows me to enjoy work with play.

Anyway...
That's all the time I can afford today. I must return from whence I came.

May the knowledge compel you to use your imagination and sprout forth from the boundaries of which we fear?

WTF? Meh, don't ask.

WARNING: Contents way be disturbing to some readers.

2006-10-07T14:00:00.000-02:30

Ok this post is curtousy of my sister, Danielle. I had to post this because I nearly peed myself laughing after reading it....
Hope you enjoy
P.S. This content is rated 18A.

Danielle Ryder states:

"Title: Read the FINE FUCKING PRINT!!!! Current mood: pissed off!

So the other day I was in the library trying to catch up on a bit of studying. I walk into the SILENT AREA and take a seat in one of those lil booths. To my right I see a bunch of lil punk ass first years sitting there flirting and talking and giggling like a bunch dogs in heat. Not far was about 4 signs saying "NO TALKING, NO WHISPERING, NO CELLPHONES" and I thought, what is so FUCKING HARD about reading the FUCKING SIGNS and FUCKING FOLLOWING THEM. *deep breath*

Seriously though, less than 3 feet from these assholes was a door where they could have exited and sat down. They could have continued their useless loud existence there and it wouldn't have bothered me or anyone else in the silent area. So I got up and moved down about 5 meters or so. I was definitely out of ear shot and home free right? NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO FUCK NO. I just HAD to sit by another fucking group of MORONS. This time they were just talking, as if they were at the mall. I can't study something as boring as Learning while being distracted.

So what is the fucking problem? It's not like these people are in their high school library wasting time or something. They are in university. Most likely paying for whatever classes they could get into by fucking the prof. The whole "school sucks" attitude just doesn't work anymore. Their mommy's aren't pushing them out the door with their lunchbox telling them to make friends. So again, I ask...what is the problem?

Maybe it's a rebellious thing? Maybe they just HAVE to disregard whatever rules they can find so that they can be cool or something. I don't know. But what I do know is this. There are either a lot of illiterate people in our school or there are just a bunch of people I need to kill. The first theory seems probable. Not just because they 'cant' read the signs but maybe they were just trying to avoid the attempt at reading their textbooks right? Fucking Profs doesn't take any reading or writing skills. So hey, it's possible. But on the latter theory, after observing these fucktards, I have to say it's quite possible they're just fucking assholes who should be curbstomped.

And for those of you who are wondering "why didn't you just ask them to shut up gawd"...I'll tell you why.

Firstly if I did it would make me a hypocrite. I would be talking in the silent room and depending on the outcome of my request, I would be making a lot of noise beating the shit outta everyone; throwing chairs and such.

Secondly, they wouldn't have listened. It doesn't take a psych major to figure that out.

I got up and left in a somewhat hostile mood. So for any of you readers out there who talk in silent areas, just remember, the person who is glaring at you could very well be me.
Peace."

And there you have it. The typical Grade A rant from Danielle Ryder. Congrats you have been officially rantafied.

Finally a break!!!

2006-10-07T12:57:00.000-02:30

Well it's been a while since I've written here, and now that I finally have a moment I shall update you all.

School has been very busy. I really haven't had much time for anything else. In fact, this long weekend is my 'catch-up' weekend...
I've received a lot of free stuff. Drugs, book bag, leather binder, CPS, the list goes on. I mean, you work your butt off to do well and get through all the hard work. It's nice to get little treats for motivation once in a while. I went to the Pharmacy Career Fair last week where I was able to network with many different Pharmacy and Pharmaceutical companies. It was a very interesting experience since there were people there from all across Canada and the States. Most of these people are pharmacists or run a pharmacy so it's great talking to them and getting their perspective on the industry. Textbook references cannot compete with actual experience.

However, I am still taking some time off this weekend because I need it.
I am going to the gym each day, and going for a walk on each day, weather permitting. Whipper will gladly accompany me on these walks. I haven't had much time in the last month to get into shape due to all the additional commitments outside of the classroom, plus the regular errands that you must do...cleaning, cooking, grocery shopping, paying bills and other banking issues, blah blah blah. When it's all said and done, there hasn't been much time for fun or working out.
But now I have a plan! So I'll let you guys know how it goes.

Ok so about this weekend...
Well my Nan was in over night because she was catching a flight today to Calgary. She took my sister and me out to Boston Pizza for a lovely meal. I did up drug goodie bags for her to bring home to everyone, and we watched a couple of movies and vegged out. It was very fun.
But I have to admit, I'm very jealous that she is going to Calgary because Thanksgiving is one of those holidays (like Easter and Christmas) that you just want to spend time with family.
But that's ok. Christmas will be here soon enough!
And I'm not missing out on Turkey dinner...no sir-eee. My friend from my Pharmacy class, Jamie, and a few of his friends, Danielle and me are all getting together to make Thanksgiving Dinner tomorrow!
I am in charge of the turkey....which is a very important job because if I mess it up, then thanksgiving dinner isn't really thanksgiving dinner. I mean if you mess up a potato big deal, just throw on another...or if the pastry doesn't work out big deal! You always have the turkey.
BUT
If you mess up the turkey, it's not like you can just go out and buy another one....everything will be closed, not to mention it takes like 3-4 hours to cook, and that's AFTER it's thawed out. So basically the only source of protein we'll have is salt meat and/or McDonald's.
So there is a lot of pressure on my shoulders to make this turkey a good one! Not to mention, I am very sensitive about my cooking. I don't know why but if I cook something that takes a lot of time and effort, I would hope people would just appreciate all the hard work I've put into it and just pretend and tell me it's fantastic. It's honestly the only thing I'd ever want people to ever lie to me about.

MOMMY HELP!
Yeah that's right....I will be calling up my mom to get step-by-step instructions. She's an amazing cook and her turkeys are something to pine over. I remember growing up and mom would be cooking. I'd ask, "Mom what are you making?" She'd reply, "I really don't know I'm just throwing stuff together from what's left in the house because I need to get groceries."
Usually my first thoughts were, "you don't know what it is????" But then we'd sit down to eat and it would be the most amazing thing you'd ever tasted. The unfortunate thing was, she would never write down what she put in it so when we would request the "amazing mixture of we don't know" mom would be like...I don't remember how I made that. So, it would a once in a life time taste!

Then there is me.
I've mastered spaghetti, meatloaf, and perhaps a chicken stir-fry. And that's lucky! I tried to make a stew once. It wasn't bad. But I like convenience. And for someone who hates to cook, it's not like I desire to spend all kinds of time in the kitchen trying to figure it out. I mean, I just don't have the time or the patience.

So I guess in all fairness, you need to practice to become a good cook. But still, I can't mess up this turkey!

So now for my Whipper update. Right up I'm laughing my butt off at her because she's on the couch with Danielle and she's trying to chase Danielle's feet. She has this fascination with licking feet. It's pretty gross but she goes insane if you don't let her do it.
She's a good girl. And I've finally figured out how to curb her growling habit. We have developed a naughty blanket. Yup, when she growls she won't stop if you say NO or STOP or BAD.
You have to say...."Whipper you are going to go on your blanket, Bad growling. And she shuts up immediately.
She doesn't like the naughty blanket because it is located on the floor, off to the side of the couches. This means she isn't right up next to you, cuddling on the couch. And she is very very content cuddling with you on the couch. She doesn't like to be segregated. So she stops growling.
How smart am I?

Anyway, I will leave you with some pictures of Whipper...looking very "whippet-like."
Also there is a picture of all the free drugs and other stuff I got at the Career Fair...for mom. I told her I'd show it to her.

Back to the books!!! Phys. Pharm, here I come.....bleh.....

The Official "Pharmacy Chick"

2006-09-07T22:40:00.000-02:30

So school is back already. Time just flies when you are having fun. I tried so hard to make the last week before classes go as slow as possible...but I found myself enjoying the boredom...so that kinda defeated my theory of, "be bored so that the time passes more slowly." Well, that's alright. I was pretty excited to get this semester going. My first semester as a pharmacy student has already been very intimidating and yet at the same time, thrilling. This past week I have made more friends in one sitting than I imagined possible. Being part of the Pharmacy School is like being part of an elite club. We have our own mixers and events, and our own section of the hospital - Pharmacy students ONLY! And even if you see someone and can't remember their name, they'll smile, wave or stop to chat it up...no matter where you find yourself. This is a very different experience than my previous semesters at MUN. Yes, I've made friends...but random people I only recognize from my class would never wave or stop to chat JUST because we are in the same class. The school is already planning their first conference which will be held in November. It is going to be held in Halifax and it is supposed to allow MUN and Dalhousie Pharmacy students to network and get to know each other, which is pretty cool. I would love to go but the cost is too high and deadlines are only a week away. Plus, next year the same thing will be held here in St. John's, so I will surely get involed in that. Oh and another bonus? Our school is located in the same end of the hospital as the Medical Students. AKA: HOT interns and doctors. Who knew doctors could be that hot?

I already have one class that I know is going to be very challenging - Pharmaceutics. But I am not fearful since I am one of the lucky ones who only have 4 courses this semester, verses the normal load of 7. Plus, I already know quite a bit Anatomy and Physiology so I do not think I will struggle with that course. And the other 2 courses relate mostly to pharmaceutical calculations and public speaking, with the addition of the history of Pharmacy. This composes two courses alone. So there you have my 4 courses. It's going to be a fun semester!!!

So I have already enjoyed some of the many perks to being a Pharmacy Student. The most important being all the FREE stuff! I've already gotten a goodie bag full of free drugs and gift certificates to Pharmacies for more free drugs. I came to realize how much I appreciated this perk the other day when I was nearly dying of menstrual cramps and couldn't bring myself to run out and grab a bottle of Ibprofen. THEN realized I had a free bottle of Advil Liquid-Gels sitting in my room that I had completely forgotten about. Hello! Before now, the chances of finding Advil in our apartment was as likely as winning the Lotto649 jackpot. Now? It's reality. Hmmmm...now I want to go and purchase a lotto ticket, I mean, you NEVER do know!

So what else is different? Hmmmm...the profs. They are professional. No more small time BS anymore because these people are down, dirty and serious. There is no room for immaturity, unprofessional behavior or incompetence. They exuberate "Pharmacy" in every breath. They are passionate about it and when they speak, it reminds you of that this isn't a distant fantasy anymore. My Pharmaceutics Prof is actually from the U of Alberta, so I think if I ever need help that I will have no trouble getting on his good side hahahhaa! "Oh, do you miss the Rockies? Yes I lived in Calgary, what do you think of Newfoundland? Oh how nice sir..."
Yah call me a butt kisser but hey, you gotta know how to play the game in order to win.

Well, I am off to go read and try and get a handle on the Pharmaceutics stuff since today's class totally went in one ear and out the next. Back to class at 1pm for a little quiz and then I believe I am home again for the weekend!!!

Going to the mixer tonight and I'm hoping that Danielle will come with for a few hours. Should be a good time.
I will leave you all with a few pictures from this summers vacation, since I did not get the chance to do so in my last post. Enjoy and behold the wonders of Newfoundland...hahaha. Oh and Whipper too...

Later!

All Gone...

2006-08-26T14:06:00.000-02:30

Mom and Kevin have left to go back to Calgary. It hasn't been more that a few minutes, and I'm already feeling lonely.
We had a really fun visit and we were constantly busy with something to do.
Mom and Kevin spoiled us rotten. They basically refurnished our apartment with a ton of stuff...I wasn't sure if they were going to leave to go back home, especially now that it actually feels like real living quarters!
Whipper was spoiled too. She got a new doggie bed and tons of treats. I don't think she wanted them to leave either.

Aside from the spoiling, we spent 3 days in an amazing log cabin in Port Blanford. We had a fire EVERY night! I drank more in those 3 days than I've drank in the last year! Whipper got a chance to show us what she's made of by running around the cabin at lightening speed. She's half whippet, which means she is part of a racing breed. I think she enjoyed being able to really stretch her legs.
Kevin took me golfing (for the first time) at TerraNova Park. TerraNova is a beautiful course...I mean I would just go for the scenery and the excellent cardio, let alone the game! Although next time I think I'd walk...despite how fun that little cart is to drive. I really like golf. I don't like a lot of sports, but I could really see myself getting into golf. So the plan now is to practice as much as I can until Kevin is back in Nfld so I can actually hit the ball far enough to keep myself in the game. haha.
But I made one good shot. Yeah it was sweet...I hit the ball straight and right onto the green. There was some cute maintenance dude who was like...."Nice Shot." I was like..."Thanks, tehehhehehe." Lots of hot guys play golf too. It's the perfect sport of a single gal!

We spent some time in Clarenville and in Bonavista just visiting relatives...Clarenville was a bit boring but that's because Danielle and I had lived there for almost a year prior to coming to St. John's. And as most Newfies call a place that is dead and boring...whatta DIVE!
We drove out to Musgrave Harbour to visit Poppy Pearce's grave and where we discovered a white sandy beach. HELLO! Who needs Florida??? Next year I'm just gonna header up to the white sandy beach, ya know.....camp out and go swimming.
Our time in St.John's was cut a little short, but we still managed to get most everything done, along with a lovely evening at the Keg to celebrate Mom and Kevin's 15 year Anniversary.

The best part is, all this whole vacation was caught on VIDEO!!!
I can't wait to get the DVD in the mail...recorded especially for us!

Mom and Kevin are probably about 20 mins in the air now. They have a very long trip ahead of them.
Anyway, I'm sure I'll have pictures soon. Danielle just has to upload them.

That's it for now.

Another one bites the dust...

2006-08-10T23:45:00.000-02:30

And another semester has come to a close - my last final exam was yesterday. It never ceases to amaze me how fast time can fly. It can be a good thing at times, and sometimes it makes you realize how much you really need to stop and appreciate what's around you, because next thing you know it will be gone again.

I know one thing. I love school. Yah sure, call me a geek. I don't care. But I really love it. I'm soooo stoked about starting Pharmacy this fall and I feel like things are really coming together for me. It's finally happening. Knowing that your hard work is all paying off is a very gratifying feeling. I just recently was told that I would be accepting a scholarship. On behalf of the recommendation of the School of Pharmacy, I will win one of two scholarhips offered to entering first year students from a Canadian Pharmaceutical company -based on acedemic standing. I will be acknowledged of this award on September 14th, during the Pharmacy Scholarship and Awards Night. I am so insanely excited. This scholarship is very unexpected and to receive this kind of award is really an honor.

Whipper is extremely happy that we are done finals too. She has been begging for attention the last few days and huffs a big sigh or does this cute little whiney growl sound when she sees us looking at papers. She has even tried to inturrupt me by sitting on them and sitting on my lap and putting her head down on the papers that I am trying to read. She seems to be much happier now that they've been thrown out!

Speaking of time flying, my parents were expected to arrive this morning. Their flight has been delayed due to fog and they were diverted back to Halifax. They will hopefully be arriving in a few hours. It has been a long awaited visit, and yet I can't believe that in only a few short hours they will be on Newfie soil! It's gonna be a great holiday with lots of events planned. I am mostly looking forward to a few days out in the log cabin and possibly getting to play golf, for the first time on a course, at TerraNova Park! I will have to try very hard to make Kevin proud, hahahaha.
And since there has been another addition to our family, Whipper, this vacation will be filled with lots of giggles, laughs and "awes". She is just so cute. I still can't believe that we have a dog. She is just the best.
Just as the time as flown by to bring me to this point, I realize that the next few weeks will also zoom. So I have decided to make a conscious effort to stop every so often and appreciate the moments we are about to share. I want this vacation is last as long as it can...and once it's over I hope to retain many great memories.

We have much to celebrate. My acceptance into Pharmacy and award/scholarship, Danielle's acceptance into the Psychology Honours Degree Programme in only her third year of study, and the addition of Whipper.

Newfoundland is certainly serving our family well.

Whipper

2006-07-29T21:58:00.000-02:30

This is Whipper, my new dog!!! Ok well she's Danielle's new dog too but still. Hehehe!

She's a whippet/sheltie mix breed and she's 5 years old. Danielle and I drove out to Clarenville on July 25th to adopt her. She was on "urgent" and many of you know what that means when it comes to the SPCA. We couldn't believe that no one wanted to adopt this dog!!!

She is absolutely amazing. She's already housetrained, she is quiet - except for the occasional growling at any sudden noises, and she LOVES to cuddle. I mean, LOVES IT! And of course, Danielle and I don't mind that at all. We've been wanting a dog for a while now but it just wasn't practical because neither Danielle or I knew where we would be heading in the future. Now that I know I'm accepted at MUN and I want to stay here to work, I won't be moving away for a LONG time. This means that Whipper will have a home with us for as long as she's on this good god-given earth! We don't mind the little bit of extra work that goes into it. You need to brush them, bath them, walk them and pick up their poo. But it's all worth it when they look back at you with their big brown puppy dog eyes and snuggle into you for dear life. You can't help but smile. Plus they are great company. Danielle and I spend so much time in the apartment studying, and it can be very lonely at times. It will be great to have some additional company and something to take our mind of the books once in a while.

Ok so back to Whipper. She sleeps in the bed with either one of us - she shares herself. She cuddles right up next to you and goes to sleep. She also lays up next to you when you are lying on the couch and stretches out. She loves to be pet and follows you around everywhere.

She was very timid and shy when we first got her, but she is already growing very comfortable with us and with her new home. She jumps now at the thought of a walk, she loves her dentabone or any kind of treat. Although she's not a toy dog. She won't chew anything that isn't edible which is a good thing if we want to leave her home alone. She is very obedient. She pees on command, sits, lies down on her blanket when told, amongst other things.

As I have already mentioned, she was extremely shy and timid to handling when we first got her. We think she may have been abused with her previous owner, but this might just be part of her temperment. She is very scared at sudden movements or loud objects (like the Metrobus) or anything that catches her eye last minute, she jumps back from. It's kinda funny to watch but at the same time, it's sad. She's just a big scaredie cat and that just makes me want to protect and love her more! She is very calm and placid, which might not be everyone's thing, but for Danielle and I living in an apartment, she fits like a glove. We know when we come back from leaving her home alone, the place will still be in one piece and the neighbours will be left undisturbed.

The only reason she wouldn't have been adopted is because of her age. Personally, I think adopting older dogs is great. They usually already have all their shots, are usually spayed/neutered, and even housetrained. There is no hassle. I encourage anyone thinking of adopting to look at all the dogs, not just the puppies. You'll be so surprised with what you might find and you'll save a life. These dogs are usually only kept at the SPCA for a month, may be a bit longer if they find a foster home. After that, they are euthanized. So go out and save a life!

They'll thank you for it, trust me!

Now, I gotta go walk the dog and watch her jump up and down and wag her tail as hard as she can....tehehehehehhe.

Don't worry Oreo, we still love you too!!!

Days of Our Lives

2006-07-13T14:42:00.000-02:30

Ok so, this is my weakness. Days of Our Lives. I love this show. And even though it has totally gone down the drain in the last several years, I faithfully tune in any time I get the chance.
Although the storylines have become repetitive and even somewhat corny, one thing that has improved lately is the eye candy. And as I've said before, I'm not one for celebrity crushes, but I can't help but to at least "appreciate" a good looking guy when I see one.

To the left is "Max Brady", real name Darin Brooks. He is a newer character on Days, and plays the role of a young and famous race car driver. Look at that smile. So cute.
Max is one of the younger favorites of mine. I can honestly say I do prefer the older ones, however I had to mention Max because he is just so darn hot.

This is "Patrick Lockhart" real name Brody Hutzler. He is sooo cute. He is also a newer character added to the Days scene. His hard bod is simply irresistible. I don't know what more to say. Words cannot explain what the eyes bestow upon.
He tends to play the mysterious type...pretending he is bad when really deep down, he's a softy.
Women love that.

This is Autin Peck, who plays as "Austin Reid" on the show. I was slightly disappointed to learn that he is actually married in real life and has some kids. Although, its funny how the family man aspect just makes him even more hot. He was an old character which they got rid of for a couple of years. Now he's back and hotter than ever. Days made a smart move to bring this guy back to the show.
He plays an understanding, loyal, and sensitive role, which again...women love.

And last but not least, my favorite. EJ! Plus he has a British accent. And he's incredibly fit. He always wears business suits or he's working out with no top on. Both are glorious sights. He's brand new to Days and boy am I glad that they brought him aboard. Just when I thought Days was going down the drain, they save their butt by bringing in all these new, hot men.

Yay for Days of Our Lives!!!!

Trip to Halifax

2006-07-11T17:58:00.000-02:30

Back in May, I went to Halifax for an interview with Dalhousie - College of Pharmacy. I took several days prior to my interview so that I could tour around, shop, and see some sights. Stephen came with me, and we both just had a lot of fun. Here are some pictures from the trip.

This picture was taken in Dartmouth, where we stayed. This was a little boat that we drove by and I took a picture as the fog began to roll in. To the right, you can see a tip of Halifax city.

This is a better picture of Halifax city, via Dartmouth.

This is a picture of the bridge that we took nearly every day from Dartmouth to Halifax, and back. If anyone ever complains about the confusing layout of St. John's, I'll just tell them never to go to Halifax. It is soooo confusing and took a while to get used to.

Here is a picture of us going over the bridge. The lanes switch, depending on what time of the day it is. At night, we would be driving across this bridge in the further right hand lane, while the bus and other on coming vehicles would take up the middle and further left lane. Weird.

This is an attempt to take a picture of the IMAX screen, in which we saw "Posideon". It was an alright movie. I would have prefered to see "Superman" on this massive screen, but oh well. You can't win em all. hehehe.

This is Stephen trying to look tuff and buff. You can definately see the "cop" in him.

This is at Dalhousie's main campus. If you can't make it out, this is a picture of a bunch of hedges cut out to say "DALHOUSIE". I thought it was neat.

This is me coming from the School of Pharmacy, behind me. This was just after my interview, which took nearly 2 and 1/2 hours! And, God I love those pants. Haha! So yah, It's a pretty small school. The Nursing, Medicine, and Dental schools are located behind it. Not as cool as MUN though.

And those are all the pictures we took. I kinda wish I had taken more. I'm not much of a picture person. Next time, I'll try to do a post on MUN! It's way better than Dalhousie, in my opinion.

Later.

ANGER!

2006-07-10T17:07:00.000-02:30

Ok so, I was walking to class today, distracted by admiring the posters on the wall regarding the one remaining all-male residence and the push to go co-ed. All of a sudden, I bumped into another student barrelling towards me with a look to kill. Of course I didn't notice her until the moment when we collided, and I responded quickly with "I'm very sorry, are you ok?" She responded with words I do not care to repeat and reminded me to pay closer attention to where I was going. After I realized that I wasn't in a bad dream, I began to think of how many other people she had run into today or how many more she possibly will. And I wondered if anyone else would just shrug it off, or actually fight back and tell her where to go. So this got me thinking. I had to ask myself,what has made her so mad that she had to interpret my motivation for running into her as purposely planned instead of purely accidental? I mean, people run into me sometimes but I don't bite their head off, especially when they apologize. After all, it was partly my fault for not paying attention to my surroundings just as much as it was theirs. So this made me think even further...what is it about anger that is so inviting?

In the words of Meredith Grey, "In life we are taught that there are seven deadly sins. We all know the big ones... gluttony, pride, lust. But the thing you don't hear much about is anger. Maybe it's because we think anger is not that dangerous, that you can control it. My point is, maybe we don't give anger enough credit. Maybe it can be a lot more dangerous than we think. After all when it comes to destructive behaviour, it did make the top seven."

We think we can control it, but it's not a matter of just thinking but actually doing. I always try to keep my anger in check. When faced with a stressful situation, you have a choice. You can choose to get angry and act out, thus usually resulting in embarassment. OR you can take a deep breath, smile and realize hey, it just isn't worth the time or effort.

And anger takes a lot of effort. It has many physiological and biological changes that are not good! The most common include raising your heart rate, raising your blood pressure, and causing certain hormones such as adrenaline and noradrenaline to rise. It takes a lot of energy and drains you. Plus it just makes you feel crappy overall.
I think it is important to note that "worry" can be considered a type of anger since it causes the same physiological changes.

I don't want to discredit the natural and life necessity of anger. We need anger to survive. It causes us to defend ourselves when we are being attacked. It gives us that famous flight or fight response, which has been essential in our survival as a human race. HOWEVER, it can be taken too far.

I believe it all boils down to a state of mind as well as making choices when faced with an event that could possibily result in anger. Instictively we want to respond aggressively, but obviously this isn't the healtiest response. This is why we have to make a conscious effort to control our anger in a more healthy way. Finding an outlet to release our anger in ways such as exercise, writing (like I'm doing now), or whatever works best for you as an individual. The bottom line is, it isn't ok to take it out on other people! Those people didn't do anything to you, and just because you many not see them ever again doesn't give you a right to try and ruin their day too. What does this accomplish? This kind of thinking is vey externally focused. Why blame others for upsetting you just because there are other events in your life that have put you on edge? Stuff happens, people make mistakes every day. If you believe the world is out to get you then that's exactly how these simple mistakes will be perceived.

If someone does something wrong to me, I give them the opportunity to correct it or at least apologize. This doesn't always happen and I will admit, it does upset me when people do not acknowledge their accountability in events like this. Mainly because I view it as ignorant. But I'm not gonna start cussing them up and down just because they don't "know better" or simply don't care. I just walk away, shrug it off, and go on with my day. Why let people like this control your life??? I just refuse to let it get the better of me. When anger takes control, you lose control. Not to mention, life is too short to be tied up with who said what, who did what, and why they did it to me.

"So what makes anger different from the six other deadly sins? It's pretty simple really, you give into a sin like envy or pride and you only hurt yourself. Try lust or coveting and you'll only hurt yourself and one or two others. But anger, anger is the worst... the mother of all sins... Not only can anger drive you over the edge, when it does you can take an awful lot of people with you." - Meredith Grey

Stupid Logo change at Memorial

2006-07-09T20:20:00.000-02:30

Yah I really need to vent some fustration. So here's the deal.

We went from the Left Logo...professional, classy, typical of a University...to the Right Logo.

What the hell are they thinking???? We are no longer Memorial University of NEWFOUNDLAND, it's just MEMORIAL university. How can you not expect that to tick the newfies off? Not to mention the "sideways" Alberta-looking formation for the logo itself. What kinda message is this supposed to send to prospective students? "We are the land of 'wanna-be Albertans' who have absolutely NO sense of innovation and creativity? We don't want the world to notice that we are geographically located in Newfoundland because this could somehow give us a bad image?" What kinda crap is this?

The reasoning given to us infuriated students is that this will " simplify global communications by making our name more open and easy to international countries". They compared this to Dalhousie, short hand DAL, and the McGill University, Shorthand McGill. First of all, Memorial isn't popular or big enough to just have a shorthand like these universities. Most people kow where McGill and Dalhousie are because they are highly prestigious Universities. Memorial isn't quite there yet. I mean, it's like Harvard or Yale. They don't NEED to include where they are geographically located because everybody has heard of them. If I say, "yah I go to Memorial" people are like, Huh? Where is that? But if I say I go to Memorial University of Newfoundland they say oh in Newfoundland? Wow never heard of it, how do you like it there?

In regards to simplicity, Memorial Unversity of Newfoundland already had a short hand - MUN. This is simple, a lot more simple than MEMORIAL. Now what is it going to be? MEM??? MU????? Wow that sounds even better! And what does this simplify? How does this attract international students? Now, prospective students have to LOOK UP where Memorial is actually located and THEN try and find it on a map. Before, all they had to do was look at a map! Basically, this idea is suppose to set Memorial University apart from all the other univerisites by being the first to really change their logo into something more modern and simple in a more globalized world. I think it sets us apart alright, and not in a positive way.

The old slogan used to be "Come East. Go Further". Now it's just "become". Become what?????? Become a welfare case? Become a prostitute? I mean, seriously! Become what? "Become" has absolutely no sense of direction what so ever! There is no competitive edge to the word 'become'. Even the old slogan, which I admit was kinda gay, was at least somewhat motivating. Go further, as in, come here instead of somewhere else. Now it's just become. I can become whatever, anywhere. I don't need to go to "Memorial" to do that. How does this set us apart from the other universities? Why should I choose Memorial over say, Dalhousie or McGill? That's what a slogan should address! I mean, common. The point of a slogan is to motivate and navigate people TOWARDS whatever you are marketing. This slogan does nothing of the sort! "Become?" How about this: I BECAME very mad when I read about this, and I will BECOME even more furious if it is not changed! Ok ok, I'm not that mad about it, but you get the picture.

Ok so back to the Logo. What the heck is that blocky thing? As my sister said, it looks like someone tried to draw a square, but got distracted and looked down to realize they had drawn nothing but a wavy line. Then this person decided to say OH MY GOD! What a great idea!!! This can symbolize the transition of student life....from rocky and hard in the beginning and lower stages, to a more smooth path in the later and higher stages. How freaking GAY! It would look more professional if it were just a solid, straight-lined, rectangular shape instead of jagged and messy. And I'm sorry but many students all over world go through this, not just Memorial students. This is a known fact. We do not need to market this type of information. If anything, it can be discouraging. Not to mention, not EVERY student will experience this type of transition. So this logo will mean NOTHING to them. Again, it does not set us apart from the other universities. This is just wrong! And they spent $165,000 on this!? The money obviously didn't go into the Logo itself, but into someone's POCKET instead!

I agree with and even like the motivation behind the change. I just don't like the finished product and I certainly do not think it represents or justifies spending $165,000. Something MORE could have been done here. Something that truly symbolized, in a modern way, what MUN is all about. And I don't believe we have to change the face of Memorial to accomplish this. Personally, I think that they should of just had a competition for the students at Memorial. Give a small money incentive and save yourself $165,000. Then let the people who matter, the people who KNOW what Memorial is about through first hand experience, decide what the logo should be and what it should represent. The students are what matter, not some stiff-necked marketing board. Hell, I would do it for free if it meant we'd have a better logo! I feel ashamed to be represented by this image and slogan. It's absolutely dreadful.

And the worst part? Changes are already set in motion. There is no turning back at this point. No one wants the change but Memorial doesn't want to feel like they've wasted their money, so this fall the logo at the top right corner of this post will be plastered on every pamphlet, booklet, and even the merchandise.

So now, I have to run to the bookstore on Tuesday to buy a sweatshirt that says "MUN" on it before they all sell out and replace them with new crappy-logo ones. But at least this way I will have some kind of university memorabilia that doesn't SUCK!

Later.

If my Dog were a Human...

2006-07-07T16:53:00.000-02:30

This is Oreo. He's the family dog. He is loved and cherished by all who own him.

He loves food. His favorites include pizza, ice cream, Tim Horton's timbits, peanut butter toast, and cheezees. If he were human, Oreo would be very fat.

He loves his toys. He has hundreds of them and knows each one by name. But his favorite toy is the one Danielle and I bought him a few Christmas' ago. "STAR". If Oreo were human, he probably wouldn't share much. He tends to keep his toys to himself.

This is Kevin, my Dad, and Oreo. Oreo loves to hug. He will hug you even when you are feeling down. He tries to cheer you up when you are sad or crying. Or sometimes he just gets "sucky" and wants to cuddle just because. He is a very sensitive dog. If he were human, he'd be the kind of guy who would provide a shoulder to lean on, and wipe away your tears. He would be the kind of person who would listen to all your problems just so you could vent out all your fustrations. He wouldn't judge or comment...he would just hug you instead.

This is Oreo and Kevin's golf stuff. He LOVES golf balls. Kevin has to hide them away because otherwise, Oreo will eat them all. If Oreo were human, he would probably play golf with Kevin a lot. He would probably do pretty much whatever Kevin did.

If Oreo was a human, he would most likely have no trouble with the ladies. He already prefers women to men as a dog, but if he were a human I think this trait would be be magnified substantially. He is a cute dog, so most likely he would be a cute human. He would probably be one of those cute guys with all the good looking girls as friends. I don't think he would be a player though. He's way too loyal for that kinda stuff. He'd find one chick that he really cared about and stick with her.

Oreo loves to play. If you won't play with him, he will just play by himself. If he were human, Oreo would be very independent. He would entertain himself whenever no one was paying attention to him or had no time to hang out. He sometimes prefers to be alone. So I guess he would kinda be a loner at times. Although this isn't always a bad thing. People who constantly need to be around other people are just plain "needy". Oreo isn't like that at all. He likes to balance social life with time for himself. In fact, I think he would be one of those guys who go to the salon or spa every so often. He already goes to the Doggie Spa, and he seems to really enjoy it. I don't think he would have a problem with his masculinity and would probably attend the spa with some of those good looking girls as friends.

Oreo and Danielle. Oreo loves to walk and run. Whenever you leave the house, Oreo wants to go. If you say 'walk', Oreo leaps up in hope that it means he gets to go too. When he is on a walk, he loves to check everything out. He is very aware of his surroundings. He would be the kind of guy who never misses a detail. He always wags his tail a lot too, which indicates that he really enjoys when he's on a walk or run. I think if Oreo were a human, he would be a marathon runner or something like that. This would probably help combat the body fat he would gain from his love for food. Plus, if he were a human, he wouldn't have to wait for someone else to walk him. He would just go whenever he felt like it when means he'd probably go several times a day. So maybe he would be a little more lean overall.

And that would be Oreo, if he were a human. Isn't he cute?!?!?!?

Superman is HOT

2006-07-06T23:34:00.000-02:30

Ok so,
I just got back from Superman Returns. What an awesome movie!!! I am a huge fan of comic book inspired movies such as Spiderman, but Superman??? Superman was always a favorite.
Even back in the days with Christopher Reeve, I loved Superman.
But now he's back and I'm at an age where I can "appreciate" his hottness.

Behold:

This is Brandon Routh. He is the new actor that fills those big red boots.
There is nothing that can be said other than....
WOW!
There isn't a woman on this planet who will not be drooling through the 2 and 1/2 hour action packed movie. If you aren't a sucker for cute smile and bright blue eyes...you will either fall for the hot bod in tight spandex, or how he dodges bullets, or saves people's lives OR the fact that he can fly faster than the speed of sound.
I mean, HELLO! He's Superman!!! Everybody LOVES Superman!
How can you not find this hot? All I can say is that Louis Lane was one lucky chick.

OK OK OK, so it's not real. There is no "real" Superman. But there is a real Brandon who still looks damn good in that cape, regardless of whether he can really fly or not.

And in all honesty, I'm usually not one to drool over celebrities. I can only think of one other dude that I think is majorly hot, Jake Gyllenhaal. Other than that, I don't really find many celebrity men attractive. In fact, I'm not one of those people who really follows celebrity news. I never bother to watch all those information shows or read the tabloids and magazines. I just could care less. But then SUPERMAN comes along and I can't help but to comment!

My opinion? Two thumbs up. I recommend this movie to anyone young and old, and not just because Superman is hot. It was full of action and great special effects. The movie does not feel like 2 and 1/2 hours, not even close! It was absolutely fantastic and I would go back to see it again and again...

Oh yeah...again and again and again and again.

hahahaha!

Later.

Well-Deserved "thanks" to the Rents

2006-07-05T20:23:00.000-02:30

So this blog is dedicated to my parents, Wanda and Kevin Ryder...aka Mom and Dad...and their influences and help that I received after moving to Newfoundland.

Three years ago, my sister Danielle and I enbarked on a journey to the unpopular province of Newfoundland. At this time, many newfoundlanders were moving westward while Danielle and I decided to try and balance the act by moving easterly.

Upon arriving in Newfoundland, we lived in a small community called "Clarenville". To my sister, this was hell on earth. For myself, it felt like being surrounded by thousands of horses with blinders. Narrow minded views and uneducated opinions encompass many small towns like this. Not to mention the immediate culture shock that my sister and I experienced.
I can remember many times thinking to myself..."What have I done?"
I found myself missing the simple pleasures that I had become so accustomed to in Calgary. Things like...roads with speed limits above 60km/hr, ginger beef chinese food, 7-11 slurpees, IMAX, and every store you can imagine at hand. Going back to Calgary for a visit was like stepping into another world. It's amazing at how much you can take for granted when it's in front of your face for most of your life.

Through that year, my parents helped me out as best they could. Primary financially but through constant phone calls, e-mails and the occassional visits, we have maintained and maybe even drawn a stronger bond as family.
I also came to know my extended family more closely. These people included my Nan, who I lived with, My uncle Alvin and Aunt Wanda, and our Cousins, Adam and Joanna. And we cannot forget precious little Alexis, Joanna's young one.

It was when I finally moved to St. John's and started to attend Memorial that I began to realize that this move was the best decision of my life. First off, St. John's is a city!!! I also began to realize my own potential and desire to become something "more". I started to challenge myself and one by one I began to overcome these challenges. It was amazing to me the power of ambition and will. Many people say that if you work hard and do your best, you will achieve your goals. I never realized how true this was until I began University. I busted my ass, to say the least. And I will not minimize the efforts I had to put forth in order to reach my high-set goals. I truly believe the encouragement of my parents were foundational in helping me realize my potential.

My mother. Someone you grow to respect. She is a straight shooter; she tells it how it is regardless of if you want to hear it or not. I have so much respect for her utmost honesty. If you want the truth and you are seeking advice to change something, seek out this woman. She hates fake people, and that's what I love about her because when you get to know Wanda, you get to truly know Wanda. There is no smoke and mirrors and she will not put on a show for anyone, no matter if you are the Queen of England. This doesn't go to say she doesn't show repsect or compassion towards people. She does. But she does it with honesty.
She is not only wise but carries an amazing sense of power, especially regarding her soul. I cannot forget the many times growing up that I tried my hardest to hide something from her, only to have her confront me about that very specific thing days later. How she knew? Her gutt. She always taught me to follow my gutt instinct and listen to your conscience because in essence, your conscience is "God" speaking to you. And she is so right. How many times did I go against my gutt and end up with undesireable consequences?!?!? Well, that alone is another story in itself!
My mom was always my rock and still is. She has been that person who has been there since I can remember. She never left me, abondoned me, or made me feel lesser of a person. Instead, she made me feel the complete opposite. She always encouraged my sister and I to become the best we could be. Not only the best person as in personality, compassion, and empathy towards others but in terms of life, ambition, and career. She always wanted us to be independent women and that is exactly what we have become. She has always allowed Danielle and I to be ourselves, to become our own person, and despite the fact that she may not have always like our choices, she never judged us or looked down on us for it. She let us make our mistakes, although with guidance and advice, she knew it was our life to live and we had to make our own decisions and learn our own way.
Her strength, another important quality that I think makes her stand out above others. Do not get in her way, because she will run you down. She knows what she wants and will do whatever it takes to get it. I guess I got that determination from her because I've always seen through her that if there is a will, there is surely a way! My mom finds that way through think and thin. No matter what obstacle, she always comes out on top. And she has had MANY many obstacles. I look at her as one of the strongest people I've ever known.

Then there is my Dad, Kevin. Kevin is a quiet, sensitive, wise and patient type. He enjoys laid back activities and routinely norms. He loves our dog, Oreo. He loves my sister and I. And most importantly, he loves my mom. I look up to Kevin in so many ways. He has always been there for me and my sister. We have come to know Kevin as our true Dad...because it doesn't take much effort to be a father, but it takes a hell of a lot more effort to be a "Dad". And Kevin is our Dad.
His wisdom has always been something I've enjoyed and respected. He is so logical and rational. He is a real critical thinker and can see things that most people take hours to think through. He doesn't forget a thing. I wish I had only half the memory this guy has!
He is also great with people and even animals. Those of all ages, including kids, absolutely love Kevin. He is social, friendly, and kind. I admire this about him and I try to model myself after him in this area.
He is funny - a sense of very dry humour. There are times when I've busted out so hard in laughter, I nearly peed myself. Even his laugh is funny.
He is a good teacher. His patience shines through in this area. He rarely get fustrated or impatient with you, even when you yourself are becoming so. I remember learning to drive standard and parallel parking the huge Dodge truck. Kevin always kept his cool and tried to keep my cool too! I've gained a lot of automobile knowledge from him, and have come to realize how much I love cars! Whenever I have a problem with the Legend, I call Kevin. I also remember the many math problems and even philosophical english questions that Kevin always was able to help in answering. I don't think there is much you can ask him in which he cannot answer.
Even if Kevin is to insult you, which is very rare, he does it with class. How do you insult someone with class? Well let me tell you! Kevin will calmly and deeply speak concisely regarding his feelings. Usually a man of few words, that's all it takes for this guy to cut you down. There is no need to be vulgar or overly emotional...it's just a statement which says "this is how it is" and that's it. He never needs to stoop to another's level. HOW he does it? I have no idea.
He is the kind of person who never demands respect, but simply commands it. I have a lot of respect for him.

My parents have been there for my sister and I all through the past 3 years that we have been living away. We keep in constant contact and whenever there is new news, we are quick to share it with each other. They are so supportive and proud of us and what we have accomplished so far as university students.
And those are my parents. I cannot forget my brother. He is grown into quite the man. Danielle and I love him very much. I know he thinks a lot over us and hopes the best for us. Although, this is hard to see sometimes when there is food around. But we don't mind sharing once in a while, especially now that we only get to see him once a year.
He is very smart and so cuddly.
His name is OREO! And he's the family dog!!! HAHAHHA had you going there didn't I!
I wish I could load a picture of him but this blog thing isn't letting me for some reason. Maybe I'll dedicate a future post just for him so you can see how CUTE he is!

And that's my family who live far far away and why they deserve a very big "Thank You".

I love you!!!

I GOT IN!!!!

2006-06-30T20:55:00.000-02:30

Just as the title says, I GOT IN!!!
That's right! I am officially a Pharmacy student at Memorial University of Newfoundland. My first pick TOO!!!! Now I don't have to move!!! YAY!

I start this fall....my FIRST semester as a Pharmacy student!!!! woooooww!!!! ooooohohhhh!!! weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!

I've never been so excited. They only accept 40 students PER YEAR!!!!
I'm one of out forty!!! I'm ONE OF OUT FORTY, BABY! yeahhh!!! ahhhH!!!!!
I'm officially the REAAAAAAAAAAAAL "PharmacyChick"!
Ok I'm fine, really...just a little over excited. Yes... time to breathe......

So this is where I will be going to school. I will be taking classes in the Health Science Centre, which is one of our main hospitals here in St. John's. Nursing students and Med Students also take their classes here. It's pretty neat if you ask me!

Orientation will be held on September 5th, 2006. And during my first few weeks of classes I have a lot to look forward to. I will get all kinds of FREE DRUGS!!! That's right, I'll never have to buy another bottle of multi-vitamins, Advil, or Cold medication again! And all these Pharmacy companies will try to snag me to sign contracts with them! And I'll get "professional student" rates, and all kinds of other perks. Not to mention the job opportunities that will await me after I finish.
Woooooooowwwwwwwwww!

So anyway, I guess genetic research is out. This means that you men are spared yet again. Well, at least for a little while. hahah. Maybe I'll just create a drug which naturally castrates you all. Well, not all. Just the ninety percentile asshole-ish ones. maawahhahahahah!

The Y Chromosome

2006-06-27T21:31:00.000-02:30

Yah ok...so I cannot seem to understand what it is about these creatures that make them so inconsiderate, disrespectful and faultless.
So if I don't get into Pharmacy, I think I will pursue a career in Genetic Research...particularly the Y chromosome.

Why you ask? Well, let me tell you!!!

Men suck. Yah, that's right. They suck. As my wise cousin stated recently, "90% of guys are jerks". And he is absolutely right!!!! That only leaves 10% of the male human race who are half decent...then you have to find someone who shares similar interests, who you find attractive, etc etc.
I mean, probability is just not on our side, ladies!!!

Many women claim that you just can't live without men. Well, I disagree.

Think about it...back in the day, a female was forced to follow suit under the diction of a man for all of her life. She had to live under HIS wishes and put her own desires, dreams, and needs aside because she literally had NO rights. She was brainwashed to think that she HAD to depend on a man. And with all that, man successfully made a society which forced women into accepting this stupid, god forsaken idea. However, the times have changed....now, haven't they?

We now live in more egalitiarian-focused society where women are actually gaining equal rights. Of course, we still aren't 100% yet... but we are getting there.

Essentially, we have the potential to make a matrilineal society where WOMEN finally rule over men.

Think about it. If looking at the human race, it's main suppport (as in supporting it's existence) is through women. We have no option other than to impregnate a woman in order to give birth to another human being, and thus procreate. Therefore, females are essential for it's survival.

HOWEVER, with the technology these days, we don't need men. We already have sperm banks, we already have mastered "in vitro" in the female womb...I mean, REALLY! What do we need men for?

Don't say sex, because if you haven't stopped by the local sex store lately, you have NO idea what you are truly missing. You know how women always complain that men orgasm EVERY time and we don't? (this is, of course, in reference to actual intercourse between a male and a female).

Well think women...you could orgasm EVERY time too, with the proper machinery. You do NOT need a real penis to fail you time and time again. NOT anymore!!!!

So now you are wondering...what the heck does genetic research have to do with all this? Well...

I would try and discover the genetic link between males (i.e. the Y chromosome) and the male asshole-ish, self-centered behavior that seems to be engrained in the 90% men. This would be easy to compare since we still technically have 10% who do not suffer from the issue, so controls in the experiment would be made a little more simple.

My reasoning? It took a man to feel the need to control women for centuries. They obviously have something motivating this kind of behavior since the day of dawn. This motivation has now finally come to the surface.

NOW, if I could find the gene and PROVE scientifically that men are a genetic threat to the long term survival of the human race, we would have a better chance at wiping the 90% out justly and lawfully. Of course, the others would be spared and they would be the only ones allowed to procreate, thus wiping out the asshole gene for good.

More on this later...

Darwin would be proud.

The Biggest Failure Beats The Hell Out Of Never Trying

2006-06-26T16:21:00.000-02:30

Ok so,

Here I am, a current student at Memorial University of Newfoundland. Yes, even in the summer. This is my third consecutive summer of full time courses, not including the semesters in-between. Crazy, you may think? Well, yes and no but I've always believed that the early bird catches the worm.
I've always believed that you are in control of your own destiny. I don't believe in luck, I believe in making it happen. And this has been my philosophy since my experience began at University.
I've been working for the past couple of years obtaining all the pre-requisites I need in order to apply to several Pharmacy Schools across Canada. This is my dream. This is my passion. This is HOPEFULLY my future career.
Along the way there have been many mishaps. Mistakes made by myself as well as unfortunate circumstances which have certainly influenced my performance at school. But at the end of the day, I know I've tried my damnedness. I've worked hard to be greater than great and to get exceptional grades - not just good ones. So far it has paid off.
I've already attended Dalhousie University (1/190 out of over 600 applications) and Memorial University (1/96, with over 300 applications) for Pharmacy interviews for Fall 2006 admission.
I've also written all my tests/exams for the other universities I have applied to.
Even these accomplishments are something I am proud of and I can't help but brag...regardless of the ultimate outcome.

Now it's just a waiting game.

Many people have said to me how impossible it is to gain acceptance into Pharmacy. But I have to think...well SOMEBODY's gonna get in every year right?!??!
Many think I am crazy for taking on so many challenging, academic-based courses, (with the exception of this semester) and putting myself through hell each semester trying to make the top grades. But I say, well SOMEBODY's gotta get the top grades, right?!???!
Yeah, very optimistic and very "ambitious" of me. However, if I didn't think it was possible then why would I try?

But the truth is, grades are simply not enough.
In the end, all that matters is how you sell yourself. How much you can brag without egotism about all the things you do to help the community, individuals, exceptional work performances, etc.
All you can do is try to make a board of judges laugh and cry in the same sitting.
All you can do is try your hardest to ensure that you stand out - personality, smile, and all.
All you can do is cross your fingers and hope to hell that you get in.
So here I am after years of believing that nothing is about luck, but yet I can't help but wish on a star and pray every night with the complete humble intention of getting a shot at my dream.

And the biggest failure? I may not get in. I may have to wait another year to apply again. I might spend years upon years applying to something I dream about every night. But I know I won't give up trying.
That little childhood rhyme always plays in my head...
"If at first you don't succeed, try try try again."

So what's the worst part of this whole experience? Waiting!
Whoever said "What you don't know can't hurt you" is a complete and utter moron. Because for myself, not knowing is the WORST feeling in the world.

I have to contend with my circumstance. I have to wait...and wait...and wait...
What will the future hold?
Stay tuned to find out.