Stuff

I feel like a human pin cushion. I had to get four shots on Friday for the CNA (Certified Nursing Assistant) program I'm in. Clinicals will start soon, and they have to ensure that all of the hospital staff and students aren't exposing any viruses to the patients. The shots were intramuscular (inter?), so they're the kinds that hurt. My arms are still sore!

Classes got pushed back to next week because a special grant came up that will help defray the cost of the course. If I were to go to a private college, it would cost 2k. But at a community college, where I'm enrolled, it's 1k. The grant will pay for $800 of that (including uniform, equipment and texts). I'll find out if I get the grant this week. That would be a huge help!

Saw an old friend on Saturday. I ran up to LA to buy some new buttons and swung by her place on my way back. I haven't seen her in like six months even though she's probably my best friend in LA. It was so great to see her! We totally think alike and have the same thought processes and life experiences... it's like she's my long-lost mental twin. LA can be a hard town and it's nice to have a bosom buddy here. I've been second-guessing myself a lot, but hearing her opinion on my experiences really validated a few things I've been feeling.

The rain is back. I have sewing this week (the club meets once a month), and am looking forward to it!

Irrelevant: I think of George Carlin's "Stuff" bit every time I hear the word "stuff," which is kind of a lot. It totally makes me laugh to myself. "My stuff is stuff. Your stuff is crap."