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i hate not having anything to do at night cause people are sleeping, cause they need to wake up early for work the next day. there's nothing to do but listen to the late shows. my favorite one is the Late Late Show with Craig Ferguson. he's funny. i member i told brian i thought that he was funnier than Conan O'Brian, but he disagreed. also, this short conversation happened before the Scottish Ferguson tried to mimic German Arnold Swartzenaeger's accent. i just think Ferguson is naturally funny. he can think of a joke or come up with a creatively humorous comment right on the spot. i don't always care to listen to his whole show (i say "listen to" because i feel like i'll be able to fall asleep faster if i listen to and not watch the tv..and the only reason i wanna fall asleep is cause there's nothing to do). i just like the opening monologues when he first comes out, and then when he cracks jokes at his desk about emails that he receives.

i played tennis with my oldest sister yesterday, and i thought it was the most progress i've made, considering the three recent, relatively inactive years. i always wish that i could play as well as i did when i was a freshman in high school. i was good up until the summer of sophomore year, which was basically when i stopped playing. i used to be able to hussle for the ball, and my endurance level was much higher than it is now. i remember that i played tennis for four straight hours on my freshman year birthday. i played two sets with my middle sister, and she and i both won a set. it was the best time i had playing tennis ever. i was in the best shape of my life when i was on that tennis team. well, i'm not gonna regret not ever joining the tennis team again, because i know my reasons. i'm almost satisfied by how i play tennis now..i'm learning to accept it. so i'm not gonna say any more about that.

learning to be a nurse seems expensive, and i'm scared. i just received two envelopes concerning what i need to get done before August 12 this summer. one envelope was thick with many colored papers, and the other envelope contained my liability insurance invoice. yup. if i pass this chem II, i'll officially be allowed to be known as a Sophomore. i signed up to get certified for "CPR for the Professional Rescuer," which cost $80 at the Red Cross in Boston. i need to get a pair of plain white (or black) sneakers that don't show the brand's name, a watch with a "sweeping" second hand, a lab coat, a couple of polo-y shirts, white "slacks", a stethoscope, bandage scissors, a name tag, the badge/patch that indicates i'm from UMassD, my TB for the year, as well as verification that i had the chicken pox, and finally, a ten panel drug urine screening. i hafta pay how much to pee in a cup? i know, you must be disgusted right now. i hope you're not eating while you read this...Or drinking. hah.
(07-01-05: i just got an email from the college of nursing administrative assistant that all i'll need for the fall semester is the lab coat, nursing pin, badge/patch, wrist-watch with sweep second-hand, stethoscope, and bandage scissors..the last three i would get somewhere other than at the campus store...)

okay, well, i still haven't heard anything from the housing office bout my moving in for the summer. so i called the office...again. and the girl told me that i'm to move in on july 4, from 12-5. that's nice. i guess i'll just hope to hear some fireworks while i'm at school. last year was the first year in a loooong time that i actually saw fireworks, other than on tv. and i was so amazed cause it felt good to be out late with friends, doin what i wasn't allowed to do in previous years. actually, you know what? i can't remember the last time that i went to see fireworks in person. well, i don't member how old i was. but i member that i went with my sisters and my dad to the Hatchshell when i was much younger..in elementary school. we sat on the grass and watched the Boston Pops play overtures and the like, and then came the fireworks. i really don't remember how they looked though. maybe i wasn't tall enough to see. well, anyway, will from Quincy was amused at how...well, amused i was at seeing the fireworks last july fourth. it was one of those "good times". sigh. more life to come...