I recently got “semi not really inducted” as an officer for an organization. After holding VP and secretary of a larger organization prior, looking at this one makes me want to cry. A lot of disorganization, a lot of complaints, a lot of unenthusiastic ”I have to be here” attitudes towards the entire group etc.
I have a terrible need to be cut-throat when things are unorganized. I become a weird kind of person and just get things done my way or it’s not done at all. The thing is the imbalance of power is prominent, and the fact that we’re all taking heavy load classes/in the process of applications makes it a bit harder to manage everything at once.
I completely understand putting school work and what not before the needs of the organization. But sometimes I think we forget that we can delegate our powers to all the other officers. SO WHEN I TAKE OVER AS PRESIDENT I SWEAR YOU WILL KNOW YOUR POSITIONS, LIKE SECRETARY, YOU WILL TAKE NOTES OF THE MEETINGS AND SEND OUT TO MEMBERS WHO CANNOT MAKE IT, YOU CANNOT MISS MORE THAN 3 MEETINGS.
Extensions definitely require more maintenance but my boss gets them from my mom and she says she'll never stop getting them haha. Perms don't take that long though and work best with monthly reapplications. I'll ask my mom how much the perms are :)
Ahh! Thank you, that would be lovely, maybe I’ll spoil myself one day and go ahead and get them done :]
So instead of heading out to work in the early morning, I spent this chilly morning in a very odd community. My group got lost, but we finally found a tiny immigration center where a small health fair was set up. My job was to screen for vision acuity and early signs of vision loss from glaucoma or macular degeneration. The entire community, well at least 98% of them spoke Spanish so I was already at a loss.
However, most of the wonderful people that came were able to understand my butchered, learned on the spot Spanish.
Anyways, my heart was pretty heavy from this trip. So many people go to work struggling with their daily tasks, and are unaware of their vision needs. about 55% of the people we screened had problems with glaucoma and were doing their day to day lives unaware of it.
We aren’t able to diagnose on the spot, let alone write out a prescription immediately for the folks who failed the vision tests. However, we were given the ability to let them know what their options were. Since most of the group was about 40 years +, we suggested they go out to walmart, find a pair of reading glasses that’ll help keep the words in focus.
These are just screenings…not an actual eye examination. *le sigh* I wishhhhhh this foundation does what Essilor does, with an optometrist on site and everything…but that’s a completely different story.
I totally want to help the older working generation at east with what they do.
First off, thanks for finding that recepie and posting it. I was stupid and the first time around they came out way too huge and kind of burnt, the second time was another fail, I finally got the system down and they were DELICIOUS! I have a few extra more if you want me to drop some by your apt later tonight to try! :D
Had a panic attack because I read the application date wrong for optometry school. Turns out I was right, and that the website was referring to the previous cycle of applicants deadline…not mine :]
Finally dealt with the kind of stress that overwhelms you for about 10 minutes when an influx of patients, callers, and insurance companies rushed me for information. I only have two hands, one phone, and two lines. I came out alive and everyone came out happy.
Went to a dance hall for the Savelle’s sisters birthday. It’s similar to midnight rodeo only larger, and funner since I had a group of friends to go with. Had an amazing time learning how to two-step, dip, and spin like crazy and was literally swept off my feet by a very kind friend who taught me/lead me around the dance floor.
Danced with Cullen all over the place, and enjoyed watching him use his 21 years to his advantage.
Was stupid…Tried to copy photos of the night over to my computer…they were deleted instead. BUT CULLEN IS WORKING ON IT. DON’T KILL ME YET.
Made puff pastries stuffed with avocado, salsa, and cream cheese from almost scratch. I bought the dough, I did the rest myself.
Watched Cullen offer to take a cart back for an old lady at Sprouts. Old school mannerisms/boy scout-esque qualities made me smile like a goof.
My next target is to get myself a pair of cowgirl boots, even though I cant say that without slurring the words weirdly.
This weekend is devoted to Prevent-Blindness screenings and studying for A&P and Biochem.