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Name: Iwatsumi
Country: United States
State: California
Metro: Davis
Gender: Female
Interests: Circle K, volunteering, movies (DODGEBALL!), television, waterpolo, powerpoint, animals, other stuff I can't think about right now.
Expertise: Ketchup, procrastinating, not saying no to the puppy face, random pop trivia, sleeping.
Occupation: Student
Industry: Research
Message: message me
Website: visit my website
Member Since:
2/26/2006
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| Seems to be moving way too fast and way too slow, all at the same time. I'm in a weird type funk. I hate this transition period. I just want to get a job and move. | | |
| Wow, so I just took another anti-vomiting pill because I felt my
stomach lurch again, so I guess that's the sign that it's note posting
time! Let's start from the beginning (or from what I think is the
beginning).
On Friday afternoon I went with Miss Mary Mendoza to go pick up our
bridesmaid dresses. This took a good 2-3 hours, since I forced her to
take me shopping at the mall too (I needed a new jacket since I was
going out that night and didn't want to wear my grubby Davis
sweatshirt). By the end of the adventures in Sacramento, I exclaimed I
was hungry and wanted to stop by a place to eat. Mary offered me some
pizza she brought for lunch but didn't eat. Keep in mind we had been
shopping for a while. I scarfed down the pizza happy that I had some
free grub and went on my merry way.
I went out that evening and still wasn't feeling too well. I thought it
was just nerves, but in retrospect I now believe it to be the pizza
reclaiming my attention. Around 11:30pm, when I finally got home, I
pretty much threw up everything that was in my stomach all over the
side of the road. Beautiful, right? That was just the start.
About 4 hours go by without any other problems, and then the evilness
of the situation starts up. I beginning the hourly vomit sessions and
well...other end sessions, and it just doesn't stop. I felt so
miserable and couldn't keep anything down. Water tasted awful and
wouldn't stay in my stomach. My muscles ached and my abs felt like
someone was punching them. I think I dropped a good 5-10 lbs, I'm
serious.
Around 6pm my mom called and I had the energy to actually grab my cell
phone. When I answered she was like "you need to call someone to help
you, you sound terrible". She convinces me to call Charissa to have her
bring me something to drink and some crackers and some stomach
medicine. Charissa comes over and decides I need to come to her house
so she can watch me. Once there, she calls the ER, who tells me I need
to come in and get some fluids.
I go to Kaiser in Sacramento and wait online. While I was there in
line, filling out some information, I get the urge to puke. I ask if
they can let Charissa fill the rest out and run to the restroom where I
ralph up all the water I consumed on the way over to the hospital. Arg,
this is horrible. I believe that was my 11th time vomiting (I kinda
lost track). I finally get a room and they proceed to pump 2 L of
fluids back into me, which took about 1.5 hours. I slept most of the
time because the anti vomiting medicine made me so sleepy. When it was
all over I woke up and left the ER feeling so much better. I stopped by
the pharmacy and picked up some more anti vomit medicine for the ride
home. I spent the next 8 hours just sleeping. It was nice just being
able to sleep without the sudden urge to puke.
So that was my Saturday. I missed Rika's bridal shower and I cried a
good 30 min about it (probably didn't help with the whole dehydration
thing). I also was sad that I wanted to hang out with Ruben and
Charissa, but not at the E.R. I am thankful that I have friends that
will take care of me when I' m dying, so yay!
With that, I shall finish my saltine crackers and pack up to head home to San Diego. Peace out! | | |
| So after the car snafu on Saturday, I've really been plagued with the
question of what's going to happen in the future. Here are some of the things I've been thinking about/deciding:
School and Work
I think I've decided
that I don't want to go to grad school, at least for a year. I want to
move back to northern California, possibly Sacramento and possibly get
a place with Jesus. I just want to work - no school, no other stuff to
worry about, make an honest living and figure out if I want to dedicate
several years to another school for another degree. I feel it's a thing
that people want me to do versus what I want to do, though I'm the one
that kept saying I was going to do it and put the pressure on me from
the beginning. I don't know what I want to do, but I'm really learning
towards nonprofit work, though there's not much money in it. Maybe i'll
freak everyone out and join peace corps.
Health
I finally got a membership to the YMCA so I look forward to setting up
weekly swim schedules and work out schedules. I feel as if I'm just
stuck in a static life and I really want to change that. I'm hoping to
beat the winter slump by exercising a lot more and enrolling in some
new classes...they have a really cool kickboxing class. I also decided
to start eating better. Usually it's been "free food! sweet!". Now I
need to be more conscious of what I put into my body.
Relationships
Are good at times, but everything kinda sucks when shit hits the fan. I
haven't met many people here in San Diego, mostly cause I don't like to
go out to bars or clubs, I feel they are a waste of money. I wish I
volunteered a little more, I can usually meet more people that way but
it's not really happening. I still feel like I'm emotionally attached to someone up north and because of that I won't really let myself move on, but I'm hoping that time will prove otherwise. Right now I kinda want to just relax, save money, and not be so serious all the time, but I don't know how much I want that because really, it's not my personally. I think I just like pining over what I can't have.
Circle K
So last year I was afraid of what the future holds, and I think that was part of the push to run for governor. It made things safe and secure - something to hang onto. Now that I'm graduated, I feel like I can start weening myself from the K-Family. It's been such a huge part of my life for the last 6 years, but it's really time to move on with other life plans. I haven't decided if I'm joining Kiwanis, but something one of my current Kiwanians did made me feel so loved that I'm strongly considering it now, just because I now know that there are awesome Kiwanis out there, just a simple present can go such a long way  I really can't wait till March so I can move on with my life, where ever it takes me.
I think that covers a lot of the stuff on my mind. There's also money, but eh, that's boring. I wish I had more money, but who doesn't? I also really want to just hang out more...and see movies. I miss going to the movie theater. I really wanna see I Am Legend.
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| I can't wait till the end of this weekend. | | |
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