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Name: Anita
Gender: Female
Expertise: To amuse you at my expense while making you dumber in the process. HAH!
Occupation: Medical
Industry: Medical
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5/12/2005
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| Maybe I'm tired...or bitter...or both...but this week isn't starting well..
Actually, to me, it never ended since I worked all last week, this whole entire weekend plus monday, and started school today. Then of course...am currently commuting for this week till I move downtown again. Plus early morning classes...not my forte...needless to say, I needed some form of caffeine fix...
Already freaking out with what this year will bring...already developed a case of Tourette's and its only the first day of school. Already thinking of dropping an elective that I'd LOVE to take but the workload is just too much...the prof wanted us to choose term paper topics TODAY...RIGHT WHEN I JUST GOT INTO CLASS...granted, I was late (yes, already), but still...that's JUST too much.
Got my keycard to move in...saw my suite...the good news is, I live with Tracy again...and another pharmacy student I don't know (haven't met her yet) and a math student (who happens to live in the same town as the pharmacy student and kinda knows her...interesting)...so no Stachee...and next, you wonder, what about the moths???? The bad news is...Tracy just informed me that she found one in her room already...this is not looking good...and we're not even living on the same floor as before...another set of bad news? The washroom is so far from my room..hahaha...I KNOW I KNOW...can you tell I'm spoiled?? Can't help it when I've ALWAYS had the washroom just a few feet away from me in all the years I've lived outside of home...and at home, I have the washroom IN MY ROOM...so my behaviour is excusable right?? EHHH...now I have to run down the stairs to use the bathroom cuz technically, going down the stairs is closer than running down the long hallway (and fight with 3 other girls) to use the washroom...but note, the washroom downstairs is only a 1/2 bathroom...so that sucks too. Here's more news...good or bad I haven't decided yet...but the view...what do I get to look at this year?? Well...it turns out I get to look at, what I believe is, a frat house next door, and a daycare centre beyond that... I think this'll make me sound perverted and pedophilish...I might have to stop staring out my windows now...
So yesterday was officially my last day EVER as a summer student at work. Today I stepped onto UT grounds for my first day of school for the last time. Tomorrow and from here on out...I'll be getting closer and closer to becoming a professional. Hopefully with more knowledge...we'll see. Its sad that I won't be able to use the excuse "I'm just a pharmacy student" anymore...
Likely won't be blogging much anymore. Sorry guys...
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| HAHAHA...tell me you've heard this commercial on the radio...FAT ASSASSIN with hoodia...where there are two girls having a convo:
Girl 1: MMMMM Chocolate
Girl 2: I hate you...you can eat anything you want and still look like a million bucks
(blah blah blah...I forget what they said next)
Girl 1: I lost 10 pounds...without exercise......and Tom can't keep his hands off me!
Girl 2: Give me some!
Girl 1: Get your own!
Yeah...haha...I hear that commercial all the time...and I guess what education I have had has made me scoff at this even more.
It all began a couple days ago when I was in the psych ward shadowing the pharmacist. A patient asked her about this particular product because her psych meds were increasing her appetite, leading to weight gain. Because I was there to watch the interaction with the health care team and the patient, I chuckled when the patient mentioned this. Hey...at least I wasn't the only one laughing...so I'm not that mean...hahaha...the pharmacist wasn't familiar with this product and I mentioned that I heard it on the radio, so she wanted me to look it up for her. So I did...care to know what I found out?? Likely..not too surprising for many of you...
So hoodia is the main active component (its the P57 compound actually) that is thought to suppress your appetite by acting like glucose on the brain (and yet not consider itself a stimulant) to make you think you're not hungry. Apparently, some far away tribe used to eat this hoodia (from a cactus like SUCCULENT plant) while hunting to kill their hunger pains. Which makes me wonder...is it really suppressing their hunger? OR maybe their stomachs are full of this plant that its like eating a meal in itself so they're not hungry? Think rabbit food...who knows... anyways, apparently the blooms of this plant smells like rotten meat...can you say yumm??? Its all making sense now...I think I can see why they're not eating...
And here's the great scientific part...there are a couple studies..though never published...n=7 on one study, n=9 on the other. Reliable?? TOTALLY!! Not to mention, there's apparently no side effects, no drug interactions (at least not known yet)...does anyone else smell scam??
I think that because of my field of study (though, my critical appraisal ability is light years away from sounding impressive), I have gained a greater appreciation for being able to discern between scam and the real deal. I'd like to think that it doesn't require such an educated mindset/background to be able to tell the difference...then again, you find yourself literally facing suckers for this stuff...and it always makes me wonder why people can't wrap their minds around the idea that its simply TOO GOOD TO BE TRUE...no exercising required? PLEASE. I'm not saying this hoodia cactus thing doesn't have some sort of potential...after all, some meds did originate from natural stuff...however, to be advertising it in this way, with so much disregard for concrete evidence, is so misleading. If you're gonna throw away money for crap like FAT ASSASSIN (I love the name btw), you might as well spend it on a gym membership. At least the guilt from purchasing a membership will make you run the treadmill.
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| I am quite surprised at what kids say today...well...I shouldn't be, but considering my own childhood experiences, I've never said or heard the things these kids say today...swearing while using sex-related vocab and in such hostility...challenging other kids to fight them (and these are girls mind you)...somehow thinking it validates their coolness cuz cool apparently means being stupid kids who like to do and say things like that...seriously...how stupid are kids getting today? And they can't even form complete sentences while they're at it. Honestly, sometimes I think kids really do need a good slap. And don't even get me started on the "but this is child abuse" excuse cuz seriously...my parents used strict discipline and look how I turned out (no jokes now).
Anyways...so back to these kids...one phrase I heard one girl repeatedly say was "snitches are stitches and I don't like stitches"...at first I'm like...WTF? Is that even suppose to sound offensive??? Obviously, I'm not "cool" cuz I don't know the term...so I urbandictionary.com-ed it and turns out...stitches is a plural form for the def "stupid (ass) b*tches"... uh yeah... seriously...its come to this??
Whatever happened to the things we used to say?? i.e. calling someone a tattletale?? and stupid taunts likes "liar liar pants on fire...". Seems very much like nothing nowadays eh?? Or am I just showing my age now?
Stupid kids.
And MY cool term for them is SKIDS...get it?? yeah...I'm so cool now...psh.
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| Seriously...since I've moved back home for the summer, I've had a fair share of commuting stories...and to begin this post is another one.
So I had to follow my mom to work today, which meant, waking up extra early, but still working my regular time, which meant I'm awake longer than I need to be. I'm tired by the end of my shift and I just want to nap on the subway, though disatisfyingly (likely not a word since xanga is giving me the red underline), that was what I did. Except, I woke up almost suddenly to a pungent odour...OMG, it smelled like an unclean public washroom/urinal or smelled like a bum who hasn't showered in years. This odour, coming from the guy who sat down next to me...I think my nose hairs singed at the stank if that's even possible...and he wasn't a bum. What do you do in this situation?? I looked around to see if there were any other available seats around me. NO there wasn't...though, it brings up the question of whether to be subtle or not when it comes to making a move. Should I just stand somewhere and give up my seat for "no apparent reason" to the public around me only to be given the evil eye for not warning the unfortunate passenger who ends up in my place?. I also looked to where I was along the subway line...I'm in the Rosedale-Davisville stretch where NOBODY gets off (if only I'd waken up before Bloor station)...again, get off and stand blantantly on the empty platform for the next train or stay seated? Still feeling nauseated at this point, I decided, I'll get off at Eglinton since a lot of people get off there, it just seems natural to get up as well and I can hide amongst the crowd till the subway passes and I can stand to wait for the next subway without looking too much like a fool. Man...that smell...its so hard to get it out of your head...and believe me, it made me think crazy thoughts such as "eww, the guy's arm is touching the sleeve of my hoodie...its cotton, crap, is it gonna absorb the odour if I sit here long enough? FRIGS..." and "I can't possibly be the only one who smells this right? RIGHT?!?! why isn't anyone else making the same facial expressions of disgust?"
OH...Update on my other commuting story about the guy I keep bumping into. So guess what?? He and his oompah-loompa friend work in the same hospital...I saw them in the same main hallway along the entrance of the hospital...which means, they must've seen me at some point as I HAD TO pass by them...it just doesn't get any better does it?
UGHHHHH....
And on to another brief UGHHHHH topic, I think I've gotten used to handling the nurses that I have to work with in my area right now. I used to like being nice and accomodating, but you know what?!? Screw you. And I like seeing their expressions when I don't budge, even though I blantantly tell them, I'm a student and that I have certain responsibilities and I can only be allowed to do so much...and if I'm the only one around, there's not much you or anyone can do about it. The nurses get sneaky when they want drugs...they'll stand next to the drug on the shelf in the dispensing area and go "but here it is, can't I just take it?!?"...and of course, I stare right at them and simply go "NO"...not even a "sorry, but not yet"...just "NO". LOVE. IT. HAHA...cuz then they get irritated and keep on trying...but their effort is futile...I only have to say one word vs. their gazillion excuses. STUPID NURSES. ITS CALLED A PROCESS. You can't just ask for a drug when you want it, there's a process I have to go thru from entering the order to WAITING for the pharmacist to verify it. If they're not there...its not verified. Then the order isn't processed, which is just about the same as not having an order to begin with. And on top of that, it has to be double checked before being dispensed by someone who didn't fill the order. Which means no druggies for you.. Is that so hard to understand?? And you people call yourself educated...
UGHHHHHHHHH
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| Dammit...if I'm not an expert on eye infections by now, I don't know what I am...I can thank my ridiculous bout of allergies on this one...yes...ALLERGIES.
I've got prescription eye drops this time...and this one smells...
Oh the joy to my many medical ailments since April. What will I have next month?
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