as night wears on...

I have to redo my cher costume for friday. The red one didn't turn out as well as hoped. Its going to be a bitch, since the countdown is on...

My gown and do looked good. I feel good about the competition. I will be glad when it is over.

Went to Karoke tonight (I SUCK) but had fun and saw Ravi. HOpefully there is something there..as i sure hope there is..

Ravi

I like ravi alot.
I wonder if a seed will be planted ever and a relationship come from it. He has a LJ now. Whoppee but I guess this will come to pass as well...

You've come a long way baby- - - AKA Ghosts

X-posted-Nurses Notes

My story and I am stickin' to it.

Graduated H.S. in 1995, and moved to La Crosse, Wi where I enrolled as a freshman Nursing major at Viterbo College. I stayed at Viterbo, untill I was kicked out due to "accademic difficulties" in 1998. I don't care what is down on paper, I will go to my grave knowing that I was kicked out for being "differn't" but that is another entry another time. I left during the christmas break. Therefore none of the students knew that I was gone, or that I had left. I kind of dissapeared. I was bitter, upsett, angry, and just well, vanished. I moved back home, went to school nearby, got my degree, and moved to Rochester. Life goes on.

In a letter Trees and Magma once said:"Do you think people come back into your life, to show you what once was, or is, and how you have changed, or how things have changed.... I don't know I was just wondering!"(Paraphrased). Tonight was just the case.

At Viterbo, there was 100+ nursing students in my class. Only the realy smart ones, or interesting ones, stand out. As prev. mentioned, I lost contact with everyone when I vanished. Lately, though "ghosts" have come up to haunt me. Her name is Mandy, and I recall her as Mandy Bumbelbutt. She struggled through school, through a and P, wore PJ's to class, was very odd individual. Rumor had it she hurt her back trying to catch a 300+ lb person who was falling. She's about 5" tall...at any rate she always had back problems, and stress and was an odd duck. Kara and I had numerouse stories about her...countless from knitting baby booties, to just scary moments.

Of course it startled me, when she walked on to my unit tonight, and was floating here for 8 hours. It was as if a ghost, someone from my past, just walked through the door. It took me off gaurd and still does.

For starters I didn't know she worked here. But with 5,000+ staff, who would know.
she's an excellent nurse. I am surprised she made it through (most of our friends didn't), and I was surprised to find her working here. Shocked really.

It brought up many memories of kara. Too many in fact. At first, it startled me, and made me want to talk to kara. This same thing happened when I heard from Peter. I called her, and she treated me like shit. Itwould be the same way this time, and she would't care as much as I would, or would think she would. This is the type of stuff we called each other about at 3:00 a.m. Stupid shit, but funny to us. It was apart of us and now, now that is gone. Much of her doing than mine, but it still hurts.

Almost like if you loose a dog. Your dog dies, and 3 months later you find a dog toy behind the couch, or behind a bookcase, and it hurts. It hurts.

In part, that is why I am glad I destroyed all evidence of john when he and i Broke up. Why I got as much of kara out of my house, when I did. why I am glad that Kermit is no longer alive (in my eyes), and how life somehow, somewhere, continues on....