Dream Theorists/Theories:
-I picked the most popular four...not listed in any particular order.
Alfred Adler - dreams are where our inferiorities come to light and we can practice working through them.
Erich Fromm - dreams are microscopes wehre we look deeper into our soul.
Sigmund Freud - dreams are a type of unconscious wish fulfillment.
Carl Jung - dreams are a way of spiritually communicating and acquainting yourself with the unconscious.
Knowing this information....I have a question about how these three dreams can be analyzed and make a meaning to. Let me know if you have any suggestions.
All three of these dreams happened in the same night....so maybe there is some connection that I'm not making.
1) I was a mother of a new born baby in this dream. My own mother was very standoff-ish and not very helpful. I had told her that being a new mother, I don't know anything about babies, how to care for them, or how to be a mother. I asked her 3 distinct questions to which she ignored them and never provided an answer. 1) Do I need a crib or can the baby sleep with me? 2) What's the difference between breast milk and formula, which is healthier? 3) What size diapers should I buy?
By this time I started freaking out thinking that I would be a horrible mother...I felt hopeless in this dream. I remember trying to figure out a way to put my baby up for adoption under the pretense that I could not care for the baby....The adoption place said it was too late and I must have applied/contracted while I was still carrying. I thought I had no where else to turn, so I put the baby in a box under my bed....prayed for an answer. I went to bed in my dream, and when I woke up....I looked for the baby which was still in the box under my bed and turned into a fake baby doll toy. This to me was a miracle and in my dream I was astonished yet thankful because everyone was acting like it never even happened in the first place.
2) I was visiting my best friend since first grade in the Czech republic....because that's where she lives now. I remember going to a "Shur Sav" a grocery store on our motorcycles....except my motorcycle had a glass door on the side of it. I remember it was raining and I got out of the motorcycle but was unsure whether to go into the store or not because I did not want to shut my motorcyle door for fear that the glass would break. So I stood there deciding how best to shut the glass door without shattering the glass so I can go into the grocery story with my friend.
Warning....this one is really gross and I apologize
3) I went to a Mexican dance party where I was busy dancing with all of my friends. A Durengense came on and I proceeded to jump up and down along with the music. I soon became unable to breathe through my nose. So I went upstairs to the ladies rest room. I started to pick my nose....finding out that I had boogers in my nostrils blocking the air travel thus causing breathing problems. These just weren't any kind of boogers....but BIG boulder boogers (the size of golf balls not round but pointy in some places, like boulders) and these boulder boogers were tie dye - blue and green in color.
They hurt as I picked them out....but after removing them I could breathe. I remembering thinking they were so cool and should not be wasted by throwing them out...so I placed them behind the sink as decoration.
WTF?!?!?!?
I don't think there is any connection to be made with these....well, maybe the first one makes some kind of sense. ....in some distant arena in my life
The second and third??? I really don't get it.
Sunday, November 15, 2009
Monday, November 9, 2009
RIP MIchael Jackson
It's been a while since I've updated....Not much has been going on...just normal everday stuff....nothing too worth documenting.
I'll start with this weekend though.
The week was intense...at work anyway. Lots of new starts this week which makes the paperwork endless. So when Friday came, I was very excited to just sit around and relax. I ended up watching the movie "knowing" which I guess was an okay movie...but I wasn't super impressed as I thought the ending was ridiculous. It felt good to go to sleep and not have to set my alarm clock.
Saturday morning came and I still woke up fairly early. Got some errands done and cleaned my room. Ashley was finished with work and we had planned several weeks ago to go to the Michael Jackson's "This Is It" movie today...so I picked her up and we went to the movie. It was such a great movie....but I don't know how much of that is because I absolutely love MJ or if it truly is an excellent movie....Either way, I enjoyed it. It seems like MJ was such a kind guy...never bossing his dancers/musicians/and singers around...but when he had suggestions for making his show better it was out of love for the fans who would be watching....rather than selfish reasons. It seemed also that he was a very gentle soul....and was genuine in his care for others. MJ's dancing was also phenomenal....not at all like he aged out of his style or smoothness.
When people hear me say how much I love MJ and how I think he's sexy...I think they misunderstand me. I know he was a Wacko Jacko back in the day in relation to his personal life and his plastic surgery issues....but as an entertainer and the King of Pop....he was fantastic....keeping all of his fans in mind...being passionate about what he does....and being the sexiest dancer and dresser of all time! If you know me...you know that nothing else matters in terms of rating a person's sexiness on the level in which they can dance/perform.
Watching that movie made me want to meet him on a personal level .... too bad that'll never happen because of his death. I feel so badly for him....seeing how excited he was about the upcoming tour, I feel badly for his family and his children, even if he was a drug addict or if he was murdered....the accidental or possible planned death is unfortunate because from the movie I saw how much Michael Jackson gave himself to others and gave everything his all....leaving nothing for himself and look what happens!
I hope Michael Jackson can finally have time for himself to rest in peace and God have mercy on his soul.
Then Ashley and I went to dinner....delicious mashed potatoes. I came home and relaxed a bit....watched tv with my family for a little while then went to bed....without setting my alarm clock again!
I woke up on Sunday and went to church...then I met Kim for lunch then she and I went on a loooooooong walk around the Lake at North Park......About an hour and a half walking???!!!! We were just so preoccupied talking and catching up that it didn't feel that long of a time. We enjoyed ourselves and that was about it....until I came home and realized I was wearing the wrong shoes for walking which is why I have two blisters on the bottoms of my heels.
Good goin', Tara....
I'll start with this weekend though.
The week was intense...at work anyway. Lots of new starts this week which makes the paperwork endless. So when Friday came, I was very excited to just sit around and relax. I ended up watching the movie "knowing" which I guess was an okay movie...but I wasn't super impressed as I thought the ending was ridiculous. It felt good to go to sleep and not have to set my alarm clock.
Saturday morning came and I still woke up fairly early. Got some errands done and cleaned my room. Ashley was finished with work and we had planned several weeks ago to go to the Michael Jackson's "This Is It" movie today...so I picked her up and we went to the movie. It was such a great movie....but I don't know how much of that is because I absolutely love MJ or if it truly is an excellent movie....Either way, I enjoyed it. It seems like MJ was such a kind guy...never bossing his dancers/musicians/and singers around...but when he had suggestions for making his show better it was out of love for the fans who would be watching....rather than selfish reasons. It seemed also that he was a very gentle soul....and was genuine in his care for others. MJ's dancing was also phenomenal....not at all like he aged out of his style or smoothness.
When people hear me say how much I love MJ and how I think he's sexy...I think they misunderstand me. I know he was a Wacko Jacko back in the day in relation to his personal life and his plastic surgery issues....but as an entertainer and the King of Pop....he was fantastic....keeping all of his fans in mind...being passionate about what he does....and being the sexiest dancer and dresser of all time! If you know me...you know that nothing else matters in terms of rating a person's sexiness on the level in which they can dance/perform.
Watching that movie made me want to meet him on a personal level .... too bad that'll never happen because of his death. I feel so badly for him....seeing how excited he was about the upcoming tour, I feel badly for his family and his children, even if he was a drug addict or if he was murdered....the accidental or possible planned death is unfortunate because from the movie I saw how much Michael Jackson gave himself to others and gave everything his all....leaving nothing for himself and look what happens!
I hope Michael Jackson can finally have time for himself to rest in peace and God have mercy on his soul.
Then Ashley and I went to dinner....delicious mashed potatoes. I came home and relaxed a bit....watched tv with my family for a little while then went to bed....without setting my alarm clock again!
I woke up on Sunday and went to church...then I met Kim for lunch then she and I went on a loooooooong walk around the Lake at North Park......About an hour and a half walking???!!!! We were just so preoccupied talking and catching up that it didn't feel that long of a time. We enjoyed ourselves and that was about it....until I came home and realized I was wearing the wrong shoes for walking which is why I have two blisters on the bottoms of my heels.
Good goin', Tara....
Friday, October 16, 2009
I'm helpful!
Today I feel good.
I take a lot of pride in the way I treat other people and in my consideration for others.
Tonight I was in Walmart purchasing the 3rd book in the Twilight series. On my way back from that area heading to check out, there was a girl looking lost. She was in the craft aisle and when she saw me coming her way she kindly said; "excuse me, I know you don't work here, but I'm looking for gift wrap for a baby shower present and I don't know where to find it". Being that I'm in Walmart every evening, knowing where to find those items.... and the girl had an accent, I assumed she wasn't from around here and needed help in the ginormous American store. I told her to follow me as I took her to the gift wrap location. I said "no problem, follow me" and joked that "Walmart is my favorite store and I'm here almost every night".
She then proceeded to say that she was from Panama and moved to the U.S. about 3 months ago.
In Panama she said there are no stores like Walmart where you can find anything and everything at anytime...so she was overwhelmed and so glad that I was kind enough to help her out.
Her English was fantastic and she told me a bit about Panama...they speak Spanish and it's Tropical. I told her about my experience in the Dominican Republic and my love for latin dancing (though it's not the same place) she had said that it's alot of the same situation there as it is in Panama. She's dying to go back and visit...but has to wait a little while longer before returning. She was impressed that I was willing to help her out instead of just pointing her in the general direction. Then she told me about the baby and how she needed to get organic baby wipes because the baby may have a similar skin condition as the carrying mother....severe excema where harsh chemicals make things worse.
When we arrived at the gift wrap section, she thanked me several times...told me I was very helpful and one of the nicest people she has met her so far...and introduced herself as Melissa. I told her my name and told her that I hope she enjoys the U.S. and that she makes it home safely to visit Panama soon.
I kinda miss her and wish we could be friends....although I'm a little nervous she may be too Panamanian living in Monaca for my taste, haha.
It doesn't end yet....I'm on a roll!
I was in the check out line and struggling with my check out items, purse, and coffee cup. Of course I spilled a few drops of coffee while fumbling for my wallet and trying not to take forever (being that there was a line behind me). Normally people would just tell the cashier "sorry, I spilled some coffee" or they would smear it around making it not such a noticeable accident waiting to happen.
In stead, I asked the cashier for a paper towel (having experience as cashier...I know they have those items under their register)...she looked at me surprisingly as I cleaned up my mess.
I enjoy being a good person...and doing good makes me feel good...
"you reap what you sow" is usually in a negative connotation...but today I see it as positive.
Oh...maybe half the reason why I'm feeling so good is because of the impulse Yoga DVD I bought that I just finished...I'm feelin' all gumband, relaxed, and peaceful right now as I inhale my hippy inscense :)
Either way, today is a good day....
I hope your's was too.
I take a lot of pride in the way I treat other people and in my consideration for others.
Tonight I was in Walmart purchasing the 3rd book in the Twilight series. On my way back from that area heading to check out, there was a girl looking lost. She was in the craft aisle and when she saw me coming her way she kindly said; "excuse me, I know you don't work here, but I'm looking for gift wrap for a baby shower present and I don't know where to find it". Being that I'm in Walmart every evening, knowing where to find those items.... and the girl had an accent, I assumed she wasn't from around here and needed help in the ginormous American store. I told her to follow me as I took her to the gift wrap location. I said "no problem, follow me" and joked that "Walmart is my favorite store and I'm here almost every night".
She then proceeded to say that she was from Panama and moved to the U.S. about 3 months ago.
In Panama she said there are no stores like Walmart where you can find anything and everything at anytime...so she was overwhelmed and so glad that I was kind enough to help her out.
Her English was fantastic and she told me a bit about Panama...they speak Spanish and it's Tropical. I told her about my experience in the Dominican Republic and my love for latin dancing (though it's not the same place) she had said that it's alot of the same situation there as it is in Panama. She's dying to go back and visit...but has to wait a little while longer before returning. She was impressed that I was willing to help her out instead of just pointing her in the general direction. Then she told me about the baby and how she needed to get organic baby wipes because the baby may have a similar skin condition as the carrying mother....severe excema where harsh chemicals make things worse.
When we arrived at the gift wrap section, she thanked me several times...told me I was very helpful and one of the nicest people she has met her so far...and introduced herself as Melissa. I told her my name and told her that I hope she enjoys the U.S. and that she makes it home safely to visit Panama soon.
I kinda miss her and wish we could be friends....although I'm a little nervous she may be too Panamanian living in Monaca for my taste, haha.
It doesn't end yet....I'm on a roll!
I was in the check out line and struggling with my check out items, purse, and coffee cup. Of course I spilled a few drops of coffee while fumbling for my wallet and trying not to take forever (being that there was a line behind me). Normally people would just tell the cashier "sorry, I spilled some coffee" or they would smear it around making it not such a noticeable accident waiting to happen.
In stead, I asked the cashier for a paper towel (having experience as cashier...I know they have those items under their register)...she looked at me surprisingly as I cleaned up my mess.
I enjoy being a good person...and doing good makes me feel good...
"you reap what you sow" is usually in a negative connotation...but today I see it as positive.
Oh...maybe half the reason why I'm feeling so good is because of the impulse Yoga DVD I bought that I just finished...I'm feelin' all gumband, relaxed, and peaceful right now as I inhale my hippy inscense :)
Either way, today is a good day....
I hope your's was too.
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Tara and Dad's Antics....
So, several nights ago I was reminded of Pee Wee Herman. Briefly had a conversation about what I remember from my childhood including Pee Wee Herman's Saturday morning show/movies with my dad. Before you knew it, we were searching on the internet for Pee Wee Herman episodes and soundboards. Then we decided it would be a hilarious prank to call my brother and sister and leave Pee Wee Herman's soundboard sayings on their phone.
The following evening, Pee Wee Herman was on Jay Leno...my dad called from work to let me know to tune in.
The following night, my father spent all evening trying to do Pee Wee Herman laughs....and repeating "Mecka Lecka Hi Mecka Hiney Ho" over and over again.
Now I fully understand where my sense of humor came from and I look forward in the next month or so, his "Happy Halloween" in an evil voice with a sinister laugh.
I love my Dad.
The following evening, Pee Wee Herman was on Jay Leno...my dad called from work to let me know to tune in.
The following night, my father spent all evening trying to do Pee Wee Herman laughs....and repeating "Mecka Lecka Hi Mecka Hiney Ho" over and over again.
Now I fully understand where my sense of humor came from and I look forward in the next month or so, his "Happy Halloween" in an evil voice with a sinister laugh.
I love my Dad.
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Did I actually sleep?
Upon waking up I ask myself, "Did I actually sleep?".
I hate when winter is right around the corner. I absolutely hate when it is dark when I go to sleep and dark when I wake up, makes me extra tired as if I didn't sleep at all. I know it's all bound to happen, season change and all, but I really wish it wouldn't. I mean, I just got the right amount of Vitamin D so I didn't get headaches all the time...now what's going to happen, sure as heck, I can't go to the tanning bed!
So a few days ago, I had my annual physical with my PCP doctor. Things are looking good so far...
I had my first fasting blood draw to check my cholesterol level....can't wait to see how that's going to go.
So, I'm at the doctor's office and I have also meant to ask him to look in my chart and find out my specific blood type, it's always a good thing to know. He said it wasn't in my chart and if he had marked for that lab test to be done with my cholesterol check, then insurance gets funny about that and will probably not pay for the lab tests. I thought to myself, WHAT?!
Insurance companies are crazy! Screw wishing I was Donald Trump or any other wealthy celebrity in the world...if I could just be an insurance company, I'd be set for life, and the life after that, and the life after that!
oh, and one more thing.....misquito bites on my ankles upon waking up, I sure as heck better not have the west nile virus, the bird flu, malaria....or the R2D2 virus, I mean the H1N1 virus...cause my doctor would be pissed!
I hate when winter is right around the corner. I absolutely hate when it is dark when I go to sleep and dark when I wake up, makes me extra tired as if I didn't sleep at all. I know it's all bound to happen, season change and all, but I really wish it wouldn't. I mean, I just got the right amount of Vitamin D so I didn't get headaches all the time...now what's going to happen, sure as heck, I can't go to the tanning bed!
So a few days ago, I had my annual physical with my PCP doctor. Things are looking good so far...
I had my first fasting blood draw to check my cholesterol level....can't wait to see how that's going to go.
So, I'm at the doctor's office and I have also meant to ask him to look in my chart and find out my specific blood type, it's always a good thing to know. He said it wasn't in my chart and if he had marked for that lab test to be done with my cholesterol check, then insurance gets funny about that and will probably not pay for the lab tests. I thought to myself, WHAT?!
Insurance companies are crazy! Screw wishing I was Donald Trump or any other wealthy celebrity in the world...if I could just be an insurance company, I'd be set for life, and the life after that, and the life after that!
oh, and one more thing.....misquito bites on my ankles upon waking up, I sure as heck better not have the west nile virus, the bird flu, malaria....or the R2D2 virus, I mean the H1N1 virus...cause my doctor would be pissed!
Saturday, September 12, 2009
What ever happened to sleeping in?
Here's a little update.
I'm so used to going to bed around 10 pm and waking up around 7 for work. I really enjoy that my body is now on a regular and routine schedule....something that I've been missing from my life for quite a while due to working odd jobs and having my college and graduate stuff to manage. So, don't get me wrong...I love the consistency and it's getting to be easier and easier for me to wake up and keep regular eating habits.
However, I do not like waking up around 7 on the weekends. I can't get back to sleep...and if I can...I finally wake up with a headache and backache! What ever happened to sleeping in?
I kinda like a part of not sleeping in, too....because now, I have a really long full weekend to relax and "debrief" from work. I no longer sleep in, wake up, and realize that half my day is over and work is right around the corner. I find that I have more time to myself...and it's working out well.
I could update this blog on things that have been happening at work...but I'm not going to waste my time and energy on feeling badly about it over this weekend.
So, on more happier news....I am mailing out Bridal Shower invitations for my sister's Bridal Shower today and I'm contemplating getting my hair cut. Then I will return to declutter the boxes I have in the basement. The decluttering is going well. OOOHH! Then maybe head out to the mall as Macy's is having a really big sale.
I love days off!
I'm so used to going to bed around 10 pm and waking up around 7 for work. I really enjoy that my body is now on a regular and routine schedule....something that I've been missing from my life for quite a while due to working odd jobs and having my college and graduate stuff to manage. So, don't get me wrong...I love the consistency and it's getting to be easier and easier for me to wake up and keep regular eating habits.
However, I do not like waking up around 7 on the weekends. I can't get back to sleep...and if I can...I finally wake up with a headache and backache! What ever happened to sleeping in?
I kinda like a part of not sleeping in, too....because now, I have a really long full weekend to relax and "debrief" from work. I no longer sleep in, wake up, and realize that half my day is over and work is right around the corner. I find that I have more time to myself...and it's working out well.
I could update this blog on things that have been happening at work...but I'm not going to waste my time and energy on feeling badly about it over this weekend.
So, on more happier news....I am mailing out Bridal Shower invitations for my sister's Bridal Shower today and I'm contemplating getting my hair cut. Then I will return to declutter the boxes I have in the basement. The decluttering is going well. OOOHH! Then maybe head out to the mall as Macy's is having a really big sale.
I love days off!
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
It's been a while.
So,
It has been damn near 5 months since I have last posted. Nothing much going on, other than crazy stuff at work. I'm sure it will continue....so no need to rehash old stuff....but you can just pick up where I left off with no problem when these issues arise in the near future, cause I know they will.
On a more positive note...Alia and I were talking on the phone this weekend (she has relocated to Prague officially) we decided that we needed to start a blog where we can store our memories of all of our crazy adventures.
I have already thought of my first post to our blog....it's basically a "where it all began" kinda blog...with my first memory of the start of our crazy adventures.
More to come.
Wow, this is alot of info for no one else to read but Alia...at least it's a note to self, if nothing else ;)
Welcome back Tara!
It has been damn near 5 months since I have last posted. Nothing much going on, other than crazy stuff at work. I'm sure it will continue....so no need to rehash old stuff....but you can just pick up where I left off with no problem when these issues arise in the near future, cause I know they will.
On a more positive note...Alia and I were talking on the phone this weekend (she has relocated to Prague officially) we decided that we needed to start a blog where we can store our memories of all of our crazy adventures.
I have already thought of my first post to our blog....it's basically a "where it all began" kinda blog...with my first memory of the start of our crazy adventures.
More to come.
Wow, this is alot of info for no one else to read but Alia...at least it's a note to self, if nothing else ;)
Welcome back Tara!
Sunday, April 5, 2009
AK 47- Assault Rifle????.....Really????
So...
I woke up this morning to the news. I was disturbed to hear 3 Pittsburgh Policemen were shot and killed last night. According to the news, a few officers were called to a home because of a frantic domestic violence phone call placed by the gunman's mother. Apparently, the crazy gun man was awaiting the police officer's arrival, because when the police arrived, he started shooting rounds from his assault rifle! Back up for the police officers had already arrived several minutes before hand. However, as the 3 policemen lay shot and bleeding to death, the crazy gun man kept shooting, making it impossible for the arriving policemen to assist their bleeding brothers.
There's some more information from the news report about each policemen. One policeman was on his way home from working the night shift, heard the chaos from the scene, and decided to help out there before going home. Well, he never made it home....I hope the gunman is happy, bastard!
I just can't believe, some idiot, took his AK 47 assault rifle and premeditated killing police officers that were coming to do their job. Apparently, the gunman was awaiting the police arrival in the doorway of his house, the gunman was prepared enough to have a bullet proof vest on. That's bullshit. It's even more bullshit that our gun laws allow people to have weapons...those things are brutal! Apparently, Obama is changing our gun laws...which is one of the reasons why this gunman went nuts and started shooting people, because he was upset that Obama was going to infringe on his rights and make the gun laws more strict. Well, after this incident...I would say that it would NOT be an infringement and I support Obama's new gun law legislation....just as I always have. It's stupid people like the gunman, that ruin it for everyone...cause they use their guns for the wrong reasons. So, you all that are pissed at the new strict gun law from Obama....you can thank your stupid ass friends that shoot other people for the hell of it.
Apparently...the gunman was injured during the whole incident...oh boo friggin' hoo....and was taken to the hospital because of a gunshot wound to his leg. He is recouperating in the hospital and is being watched by two, not one, but two officers that will arrest him when the time is right.
Here's my thing....which might be wrong.....
If this is premeditated. (awaiting police arrival at his doorway with a bullet proof vest on)
He killed 3, not 1, but 3 police officers. Even after back up was there...he proceeded to shoot trying to kill more people (he obviously did not feel remorse).
It was intentional. (there was some phone call to his old friend, informing his friend he might die)
Let this jerkface bleed to death from his gunshot wound to the leg! Don't take him to the hospital where he can be comforted with pain medication?!?!?!
There are officers guarding him so he can be arrested after recouperation. Why can't those officers just force this ass to look down the barrel of their guns...and blow his face off right there?!?!
I doubt this gunman cares about later being arrested and sent to prison for a long time. Even if he did care...You all know how I feel about our prison/jail system....he'll be on vacation for the rest of his life. Soaking up everyone's tax dollars. Just chillin'.
So help me God, if later reports state that he was clinically insane, and he gets away with a slap on the wrist for this, receiving FREE therapy in a mental ward provided by our tax dollars. I will be equally upset. Plus....I don't see any symptoms of losing sight of reality. He knew what he was doing.
This gunman deserves to rot.
The story is still developing....
I'm sure I'll be more upset about the whole thing later.
I woke up this morning to the news. I was disturbed to hear 3 Pittsburgh Policemen were shot and killed last night. According to the news, a few officers were called to a home because of a frantic domestic violence phone call placed by the gunman's mother. Apparently, the crazy gun man was awaiting the police officer's arrival, because when the police arrived, he started shooting rounds from his assault rifle! Back up for the police officers had already arrived several minutes before hand. However, as the 3 policemen lay shot and bleeding to death, the crazy gun man kept shooting, making it impossible for the arriving policemen to assist their bleeding brothers.
There's some more information from the news report about each policemen. One policeman was on his way home from working the night shift, heard the chaos from the scene, and decided to help out there before going home. Well, he never made it home....I hope the gunman is happy, bastard!
I just can't believe, some idiot, took his AK 47 assault rifle and premeditated killing police officers that were coming to do their job. Apparently, the gunman was awaiting the police arrival in the doorway of his house, the gunman was prepared enough to have a bullet proof vest on. That's bullshit. It's even more bullshit that our gun laws allow people to have weapons...those things are brutal! Apparently, Obama is changing our gun laws...which is one of the reasons why this gunman went nuts and started shooting people, because he was upset that Obama was going to infringe on his rights and make the gun laws more strict. Well, after this incident...I would say that it would NOT be an infringement and I support Obama's new gun law legislation....just as I always have. It's stupid people like the gunman, that ruin it for everyone...cause they use their guns for the wrong reasons. So, you all that are pissed at the new strict gun law from Obama....you can thank your stupid ass friends that shoot other people for the hell of it.
Apparently...the gunman was injured during the whole incident...oh boo friggin' hoo....and was taken to the hospital because of a gunshot wound to his leg. He is recouperating in the hospital and is being watched by two, not one, but two officers that will arrest him when the time is right.
Here's my thing....which might be wrong.....
If this is premeditated. (awaiting police arrival at his doorway with a bullet proof vest on)
He killed 3, not 1, but 3 police officers. Even after back up was there...he proceeded to shoot trying to kill more people (he obviously did not feel remorse).
It was intentional. (there was some phone call to his old friend, informing his friend he might die)
Let this jerkface bleed to death from his gunshot wound to the leg! Don't take him to the hospital where he can be comforted with pain medication?!?!?!
There are officers guarding him so he can be arrested after recouperation. Why can't those officers just force this ass to look down the barrel of their guns...and blow his face off right there?!?!
I doubt this gunman cares about later being arrested and sent to prison for a long time. Even if he did care...You all know how I feel about our prison/jail system....he'll be on vacation for the rest of his life. Soaking up everyone's tax dollars. Just chillin'.
So help me God, if later reports state that he was clinically insane, and he gets away with a slap on the wrist for this, receiving FREE therapy in a mental ward provided by our tax dollars. I will be equally upset. Plus....I don't see any symptoms of losing sight of reality. He knew what he was doing.
This gunman deserves to rot.
The story is still developing....
I'm sure I'll be more upset about the whole thing later.
Monday, March 30, 2009
The weekend....is over :(
So,
Friday after work I just sat around my house for a while. I then went out with Ash for a little while, just browsing at the mall. I didn't find anything necessary to buy though. It's cool.
Saturday I had an NCE study session that reviewed stats/appraisal/program evaluation. I am so glad it's over and I'm not looking forward to the test at all. Then I went to South Side works to kill some time until Mona was finished with her conference and until I met Megz, Kait, and Opie. So, I'm roaming around S.Side works. Happened to walk into Urban Outfitters. It was the first time I was there, and let me tell you. I spent an assload (24.00-it wasn't worth it) on a thin crocheted hat, that my hair is not long enough to put in. Oh well, the hat was a pretty teal color so I bought it anyway. I think I can maybe pull it off. I also wandered into a really cool book while I was there at Urban Outfitters. It's an adult book, that's for women, but it's a blast from the past when I was about 12 years old. As you read the book you get to choose your own ending; for example, the book will say at the end of the chapter; "if you graduate from high school and go to college-go to page 25, if you graduate from high school and travel the country-go to page 29."
So, the time came to meet Mona, Megz, Kait, and Opie. These ladies are all college buddies I had and we all consider each other friends, even though we don't see each other often at all. At some point life got in the way and we lost contact. We've decided to get our shit together and really make plans to hang out. We went to The Cheesecake Factory. I'm pretty sure all the ladies appreciated that place to eat...simply because of the dessert. We're all suckers for dessert.
We all had a blast, remembering fun times in college, and catching up on each of our lives. I really hope to meet up with the ladies again really soon. It was time to go home but Mona and I stopped by the Beehive for a Iced Chai Tea. The Beehive was totally our hangout, like everynight, so it was refreshing to be in somewhere familiar, but really disappointing that the people behind the counter and the "regulars" changed. I guess all things change in life...I'm just not that good with change. I miss the college years. I miss hanging out with good friends, not having major responsibilities, and having time to roam around the streets of South Side or any other quaint neighborhood of Pittsburgh. Life's not that bad now though...and what's important is that I remember all those memories from college and can look back on them fondly. That makes me smile.
So, because I was really looking forward to Saturday, Sunday was uneventful but relaxing. I woke up, went to church, and changed my side marker lights and brake light. It's kinda funny because the brake light was out for a month. However, the side marker light I believe was out for over a year. I thought they were simply reflectors! After reading in the manual how to fix the brake light, did I realize that they infact were not reflectors but lights...So I changed them while I was at it anyway.
I was proud that I changed the lights myself. Usually you'll go somewhere and some guy will pop them in for you at a ridiculously large cost....because you're a woman. I usually ask my Dad for help, but he was at work, and honestly...I wanted to get some experience for myself on some simple car maintenence. And boy, do I feel proud! I told my Dad when he came home from work and it touched me when he said; "That's good Tara, it's because you're my daughter, and I taught you how to do simple car stuff and helped you understand mechanical engineering at a smaller scale!" First of all, my dad is crazy. Second of all, he's right...when he said it, it wasn't in a cocky way, but a way that made me feel good that I do have my Dad. He's a good Dad. He works hard for his family. He never HAD to teach me anything. The fact that he takes the time to teach me things I could benefit from and even things I will have no use for the knowledge...really makes me appreciate the effort my Dad makes for his family. He's a special guy. I love him alot.
The rest of Sunday I just sat around. It was awesome.
Now it's Monday morning...and I have to get ready for work :(
Hope you have a good day.
Friday after work I just sat around my house for a while. I then went out with Ash for a little while, just browsing at the mall. I didn't find anything necessary to buy though. It's cool.
Saturday I had an NCE study session that reviewed stats/appraisal/program evaluation. I am so glad it's over and I'm not looking forward to the test at all. Then I went to South Side works to kill some time until Mona was finished with her conference and until I met Megz, Kait, and Opie. So, I'm roaming around S.Side works. Happened to walk into Urban Outfitters. It was the first time I was there, and let me tell you. I spent an assload (24.00-it wasn't worth it) on a thin crocheted hat, that my hair is not long enough to put in. Oh well, the hat was a pretty teal color so I bought it anyway. I think I can maybe pull it off. I also wandered into a really cool book while I was there at Urban Outfitters. It's an adult book, that's for women, but it's a blast from the past when I was about 12 years old. As you read the book you get to choose your own ending; for example, the book will say at the end of the chapter; "if you graduate from high school and go to college-go to page 25, if you graduate from high school and travel the country-go to page 29."
So, the time came to meet Mona, Megz, Kait, and Opie. These ladies are all college buddies I had and we all consider each other friends, even though we don't see each other often at all. At some point life got in the way and we lost contact. We've decided to get our shit together and really make plans to hang out. We went to The Cheesecake Factory. I'm pretty sure all the ladies appreciated that place to eat...simply because of the dessert. We're all suckers for dessert.
We all had a blast, remembering fun times in college, and catching up on each of our lives. I really hope to meet up with the ladies again really soon. It was time to go home but Mona and I stopped by the Beehive for a Iced Chai Tea. The Beehive was totally our hangout, like everynight, so it was refreshing to be in somewhere familiar, but really disappointing that the people behind the counter and the "regulars" changed. I guess all things change in life...I'm just not that good with change. I miss the college years. I miss hanging out with good friends, not having major responsibilities, and having time to roam around the streets of South Side or any other quaint neighborhood of Pittsburgh. Life's not that bad now though...and what's important is that I remember all those memories from college and can look back on them fondly. That makes me smile.
So, because I was really looking forward to Saturday, Sunday was uneventful but relaxing. I woke up, went to church, and changed my side marker lights and brake light. It's kinda funny because the brake light was out for a month. However, the side marker light I believe was out for over a year. I thought they were simply reflectors! After reading in the manual how to fix the brake light, did I realize that they infact were not reflectors but lights...So I changed them while I was at it anyway.
I was proud that I changed the lights myself. Usually you'll go somewhere and some guy will pop them in for you at a ridiculously large cost....because you're a woman. I usually ask my Dad for help, but he was at work, and honestly...I wanted to get some experience for myself on some simple car maintenence. And boy, do I feel proud! I told my Dad when he came home from work and it touched me when he said; "That's good Tara, it's because you're my daughter, and I taught you how to do simple car stuff and helped you understand mechanical engineering at a smaller scale!" First of all, my dad is crazy. Second of all, he's right...when he said it, it wasn't in a cocky way, but a way that made me feel good that I do have my Dad. He's a good Dad. He works hard for his family. He never HAD to teach me anything. The fact that he takes the time to teach me things I could benefit from and even things I will have no use for the knowledge...really makes me appreciate the effort my Dad makes for his family. He's a special guy. I love him alot.
The rest of Sunday I just sat around. It was awesome.
Now it's Monday morning...and I have to get ready for work :(
Hope you have a good day.
Saturday, March 21, 2009
Attempts at cleaning my room.
It's a saturday night and yes, I am attempting to clean my room.
I'm real nervous about school. I have so many pending "things".
For instance, I still have an independent study research project that has not yet been approved by the IRB. I don't forsee this being a HUGE problem. But...I'm supposed to have my data collected, statistically analyzed, and the thesis completed by April 18th-ish. Um....April's like two seconds away!
The only class I have this semester is a Seminar for my Internship...well...this is Pass or Fail. I do believe I'll pass with no problems. However, I still have a presentation and a pretty big paper/presentation that I have not started yet. That's due April 22nd.
This does not have anything to do with graduation...but...it's still a big stress. The NCE (National certified Counselors Exam) is on April 10th. I have not started to study for that yet. However, I will be attending an informational study session about that next Saturday. I'm sure that'll be fine...If I do fail the first time... I can always take it again...it won't hold me back from graduation but it will hold me back from getting more credentials and letters after my name...such as the NCC (Nationally Certified Counselor). How sweet would that be? Either way...it'll work out how it's supposed to work out.
All in all...I have signed my Audit and printed my awesomely long name how I want it to appear on my $35,000 paper...er...graduate degree. So I know I'm taken care of in that aspect.
However, I have yet to receive an email about "upcoming May 9th graduates...information you NEED to know". Not sure when and how to order/pick up my cap and gown....oh my God, my cape will be awesome this year! I'm wearing that bitch everywhere after I graduate.
I'm pretty sure I'm just making myself more anxious and nervous with everything that's still pending and hanging over my head. I'm sure everything is working out the way it is supposed to right now. It's just...I've never been this anxious about graduation before.
It's been a LONG hardworking few years in Graduate school...it has been worth it...but I'll be relieved when it's over. I'm holding my breath until I actually have my degree in my two hands.
I just have this horrible anxious feeling of impending doom...that things won't work out...at the last minute. I can almost see the disaster. I think it's normal though...if I went to see a therapist now...I might be diagnosed with "Panic Disorder NOS" because of an external, anxiety producing, perceived threat.
I will be fine.
Deep Breaths.
I'm real nervous about school. I have so many pending "things".
For instance, I still have an independent study research project that has not yet been approved by the IRB. I don't forsee this being a HUGE problem. But...I'm supposed to have my data collected, statistically analyzed, and the thesis completed by April 18th-ish. Um....April's like two seconds away!
The only class I have this semester is a Seminar for my Internship...well...this is Pass or Fail. I do believe I'll pass with no problems. However, I still have a presentation and a pretty big paper/presentation that I have not started yet. That's due April 22nd.
This does not have anything to do with graduation...but...it's still a big stress. The NCE (National certified Counselors Exam) is on April 10th. I have not started to study for that yet. However, I will be attending an informational study session about that next Saturday. I'm sure that'll be fine...If I do fail the first time... I can always take it again...it won't hold me back from graduation but it will hold me back from getting more credentials and letters after my name...such as the NCC (Nationally Certified Counselor). How sweet would that be? Either way...it'll work out how it's supposed to work out.
All in all...I have signed my Audit and printed my awesomely long name how I want it to appear on my $35,000 paper...er...graduate degree. So I know I'm taken care of in that aspect.
However, I have yet to receive an email about "upcoming May 9th graduates...information you NEED to know". Not sure when and how to order/pick up my cap and gown....oh my God, my cape will be awesome this year! I'm wearing that bitch everywhere after I graduate.
I'm pretty sure I'm just making myself more anxious and nervous with everything that's still pending and hanging over my head. I'm sure everything is working out the way it is supposed to right now. It's just...I've never been this anxious about graduation before.
It's been a LONG hardworking few years in Graduate school...it has been worth it...but I'll be relieved when it's over. I'm holding my breath until I actually have my degree in my two hands.
I just have this horrible anxious feeling of impending doom...that things won't work out...at the last minute. I can almost see the disaster. I think it's normal though...if I went to see a therapist now...I might be diagnosed with "Panic Disorder NOS" because of an external, anxiety producing, perceived threat.
I will be fine.
Deep Breaths.
Saturday, March 14, 2009
New employee trainings.
So, I have been at my new job since Oct. 23rd but I still have some "new hire trainings" that need to be done. It's kinda funny some of the trainings I have to attend because technically I am in the healthcare field. For instance, people working at PNC Bank will more than likely never have a customer approach the teller window and ask questions about HIV or AIDS transmission/testing/and treatment. However, now that I am a therapist for high risk individuals, I have to be enlightened on the subject matter.
So, I went to the training yesterday....ALL DAY. Ummmm...it was from 9-4 and the information we received was given to us all day redundently. I bet we only learned 12 things total that were repeated 87 different ways. The trainer said it was a 12 hour training squashed into a 6 hour training. I don't believe that...I believe it could have been a 3 hour training that they decided to stretch into a 6 hour training.
We had a group discussion type project where we had to order individuals from low - high risk (starting low risk at the left hand side of the room leading to the high risk at the right side of the room).
Some of the people were:
~7 year old hemophiliac receives blood transfusions regularly.
~16 year old just broke up with her first boyfriend.
~35 year old married for nine years.
~26 years old heroin user shoots daily.
~40 year old homosexual.
Pretty much everyone in the training room was attempting to place these people in categories based on judgments in their own head. Everyone was arguing back and forth about "but you don't know if they are sexually active, sharing needles, blah blah blah blah blah". Listening to this made me immediately irritated and angry at the idiocy, judgmentalism, assumptions, and jumping to conclusions nature of some of my fellow trainees.
I raised my hand, made my point about assumptions based on situations that could all be unique because of us all being opinionated individuals and by putting people in little boxes so we can "put them in their place" will not help them to get education on HIV/AIDS transmission/testing/treatment. I stressed the fact that we do not know all of these "unknown and possibly risky behaviors" that are factual to determine their level of risk for HIV/AIDS. This reason is why education and having detailed and specific conversations with the client to help them determine their own level of risk. Apparently it was the right answer for the trainer. She quickly made her point at how usually the training groups would sit there for 20 minutes trying to place these people based on no knowledge of their low or high risk behaviors. Since it only took us about 5 minutes to get to the point I made and have the trainer discuss the reasoning so others can understand...thanks to me, we got to leave 15 minutes early....wow, 15 minutes I spent stuck on the Sewickley bridge in traffic anyway. HA!
Needless to say, by the time I got home...I was ready for a nap and relaxing because we all know that I can't transistion to being at my house with my family members if I am already irritated and angry at the world. It just won't work...it'll just be fuel to feed the fire.
I would like to leave you with this information I DID learn from the training that freaked me out so much so that I will be using my debit card for all of my purchased....forever.
98% of all of our currency bills have traces of cocaine and other drugs on them.
89% of these cocaine and other drug infested bills of currency have HIV or AIDS antibodies on them.
Transmission of HIV/AIDS from money is .5%.
But EWWWWWW, that's gross and think of how many other diseases are on the money and how sometimes you see people put bills in their mouth if their hands are full!!!!!!! Disgusting.
That was my Friday...uneventful and irritating.
So, I went to the training yesterday....ALL DAY. Ummmm...it was from 9-4 and the information we received was given to us all day redundently. I bet we only learned 12 things total that were repeated 87 different ways. The trainer said it was a 12 hour training squashed into a 6 hour training. I don't believe that...I believe it could have been a 3 hour training that they decided to stretch into a 6 hour training.
We had a group discussion type project where we had to order individuals from low - high risk (starting low risk at the left hand side of the room leading to the high risk at the right side of the room).
Some of the people were:
~7 year old hemophiliac receives blood transfusions regularly.
~16 year old just broke up with her first boyfriend.
~35 year old married for nine years.
~26 years old heroin user shoots daily.
~40 year old homosexual.
Pretty much everyone in the training room was attempting to place these people in categories based on judgments in their own head. Everyone was arguing back and forth about "but you don't know if they are sexually active, sharing needles, blah blah blah blah blah". Listening to this made me immediately irritated and angry at the idiocy, judgmentalism, assumptions, and jumping to conclusions nature of some of my fellow trainees.
I raised my hand, made my point about assumptions based on situations that could all be unique because of us all being opinionated individuals and by putting people in little boxes so we can "put them in their place" will not help them to get education on HIV/AIDS transmission/testing/treatment. I stressed the fact that we do not know all of these "unknown and possibly risky behaviors" that are factual to determine their level of risk for HIV/AIDS. This reason is why education and having detailed and specific conversations with the client to help them determine their own level of risk. Apparently it was the right answer for the trainer. She quickly made her point at how usually the training groups would sit there for 20 minutes trying to place these people based on no knowledge of their low or high risk behaviors. Since it only took us about 5 minutes to get to the point I made and have the trainer discuss the reasoning so others can understand...thanks to me, we got to leave 15 minutes early....wow, 15 minutes I spent stuck on the Sewickley bridge in traffic anyway. HA!
Needless to say, by the time I got home...I was ready for a nap and relaxing because we all know that I can't transistion to being at my house with my family members if I am already irritated and angry at the world. It just won't work...it'll just be fuel to feed the fire.
I would like to leave you with this information I DID learn from the training that freaked me out so much so that I will be using my debit card for all of my purchased....forever.
98% of all of our currency bills have traces of cocaine and other drugs on them.
89% of these cocaine and other drug infested bills of currency have HIV or AIDS antibodies on them.
Transmission of HIV/AIDS from money is .5%.
But EWWWWWW, that's gross and think of how many other diseases are on the money and how sometimes you see people put bills in their mouth if their hands are full!!!!!!! Disgusting.
That was my Friday...uneventful and irritating.
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