A week in the life of Brittany. Another roller coaster of a week! In lab on Monday, we got to use EKG Machines. (which reads the electric activity of your heart.) I would be lying if I told you that I didn't have a nurse Brittany moment. I felt sooooo official. As seriously as I was trying to take this, it was also HILARIOUS. To use an EKG machine, you have these stickers called pads. You have to put them on the inner side of both of your patients arms and on the upper inner part of their calves. (I would sound like a lot less of an idiot if I used anatomical terms to tell you where the pads go, but I seriously doubt some of you would follow. So feel loved, non anatomical people.) So. Inner upper arms. And inner upper calves. Remember that we live in Rexburg. Its 80 something degrees one day, and 40 something degrees the next day. And a lot of the girls hadn't shaved their legs...and so they were not happy about not having been told they would have to flash some calves. Hilarious to watch. Downside, ladies had prickly legs. Upside, when you peel off those pads...you might as well be waxing. From what I saw, it looked like it worked better than any wax I ever saw!
I spend A LOT of time with my roommate Cassie. We go and study a lot together at crazy hours of the night, take each other on late night taco bell trips, and sometimes even have scream sessions in the car when we are upset at life. We have found out that when we are together people apparently cant resist giving us free stuff. We went shopping on Monday, and a guy that worked at Broulim's walked up and asked us if we wanted a free snack. He had a shopping cart full of oreos, teddy grahams, and loaves of bread. He told us to take one of everything, and then he gave us a free liter of Pepsi! What?! But it doesn't stop there. We went to study at porter park, and JIMMY JOHNS people came up and gave us free sandwiches. Oh my gosh. Are you serious? Does anyone else want to come up and give us free stuff for absolutely no reason?
And now, the highlight of my life every single day from 9AM to 10AM, and from 9AM to 12:45 pm on Fridays, Sister Lemon. This is my Chemistry teacher. And this woman is nuts. How can you not love someone who laughs like this? Look at that face! And of course I love watching her blow stuff up. Who doesn't like to blow stuff up? She is so funny to watch. "I should probably close the door, we aren't supposed to have giant fireballs in our classrooms..."
And lastly, the depressing part of this week. Kind of. If you are wondering where I got the title for this blog post, its a poem. Its called The Charge Of The Light Brigade by Alfred, Lord Tennyson. The poem was written to memorialize a suicidal charge by light cavalry over open terrain by British forces in the Battle of Balaclava in the Crimean War. The Brigade knew going in that it was going to be really really hard, and that the odds weren't exactly in their favor. Probably totally and completely blown out of proportion-this is how I feel right now. In a couple of hours Tommy leaves for EFY for a REALLY long time. I am so excited for him, and I know he is going to have a blast with Jonathan and with all of his boys. But in a ridiculously selfish way, I am so jealous and I don't want him to go! I'm going to miss talking to him SO MUCH. But, in a way, I guess its sort of a blessing in disguise. I will to able to pretty much completely focus on school for the last couple of weeks and make sure that my grades are where I want them. Still. The ratio of time that I will probably spend thinking of Tommy at EFY over the time I will probably spend at school working-is super uneven. And you and I both know which way that tree is going to fall. Here's to the longest six weeks of my life! Much Love! ♥
