amarie24: (doctor claire temple)
So we’re doing the cardiovascular system in class last week and continuing on this week! On Thursday, we just got done with the heart chapter (I am so excited to gush about it to you guys, but first I gotta get ya’ll endocrine & blood!), and were reviewing in the beginning of class it before we went to blood vessels.

As part of our quick review, we went over in more detail on the force of the blood pumping through the heart and all throughout the arteries. So Mrs. A asked a question and it went like this:
Mrs. A: So what does it mean when one has high blood pressure? Hmm?

Me: -quietly- Uhhh…you have hypertension?

Mrs. A: -playfully glares down at me- I know that, Amarie. But what does it mean?!

Mrs. A, the whole class, & me: -bursts into laughter that lasts for a while-

Me, after a while: Oh, yeah! It means the heart is working too hard to pump blood and that can eventually cause wear and tear on the body.

Mrs. A: -gives me that Speshul Smile just for me- Correct, Amarie! Now…


Yeah, I just had to share that-I thought it was funny, teehee! And again, I am so very excited to finally be in the cardiovascular system right now! We started on blood vessels, which is a pretty long but easy chapter. Gah, it’s so terrible-I be so excited while I’m studying at home that I’m wasting time gushing to myself (and to Mommy when she’s awake) about this body system.

Did I ever tell ya’ll that my dream job is to be a cardio nurse? Yes, if I can get into this program and graduate from it, it is my deepest desire to be a cardio nurse for the cardiovascular system is my favorite system and fascinates me endlessly.

Amarie still dreams.

But the biggest thing, though? Ya’ll know that this coming Tuesday is February 14th, Valentine’s Day, yes? Well, Tuesday is when I have my Anatomy & Physiology II lab in the afternoon…

…And ya’ll, we are going to dissect a heart.

On Valentine’s Day.

I repeat: we are going to dissect a heart on Valentine’s Day.

Let it be known that in my 25th year of life, never before have I encountered such hilarious irony as now.

Oh my god, LOLOL!

Also, happy pre-Valentine’s Day to all my valentines out there! I love ya’ll and may you all be warm, safe, & happy this February! –blows a kiss to all of you- :D :D
amarie24: (Default)
I. Am. In. Black. Girl. Heaven.

Like, first, I was already excited because my microbiology class starts at 6 o'clock in the evening and this is the very first time in my life that I ever had an evening class!! -SQUEE!!-

But ya'll...I walked into that classroom...it was like a fuckin' sea. Of. Black. Women. Only a sprinkling of white witches, lord have mercy.

I sat right smack down in the front right with them (I didn't speak, tho-Amarie can be shy, since she's an ambivert) and basically in the middle of them. So, so many black women. All of them a beautiful rainbow of brown shades and differing hairstyles. Natural 'fros, wigs, sew-ins, more natural 'fros, braids, etc...

It was much the same with my microbiology lab not fifteen minutes later (Mommy drove me quickly through the parking lot so I wouldn't have to walk in the freezing cold dark, teehee!). Black. Women. All. Over. The. Place.

And by the almighty lord, may it be much the same for the rest of the week!!!!


--Amarie, in Black Girl Heaven


P.S Umm...also, I ain't told no one this because I'm still processing it. But, uhh...one of my dear friends' family bought me a motherfucking Windows tablet for Christmas because they know my broke ass ain't got shit. I have named her "Pinky" because I put her main page (?) background as pink. Her internet didn't work (...Microsoft, why on the lord's green earth are you still fucking with Internet Explorer?), but I just got her working not a few minutes ago!

I am so happy and excited to take her with me to class tomorrow so I can follow my notes!! :D :D


P.S.S My microbiology teacher? The dude is your typical Dorky/Geeky White Boy Wearing Plaid With Square Glasses And Always Cracking Jokes teacher. He is awesome and I love him already!!

So Today...

Tuesday, January 3rd, 2017 06:06 pm
amarie24: (Angry Tiana)
Me: -Helping my sister and her ain't-shit-deadbeat-fretfully-idiotic-lump-of-intertia-with-organs boyfriend move all their shit out of our house and into their only car so they can move faster and take their 9-month-old baby, my nephew home with them-

My sister & the idiot: Aww, thanks for helping us! It's really kind of you and we really appreciate it!

Me, externally: Oh, no problem and you're more than welcome! My pleasure!

Me, internally: Naw, I and Mommy just want ya'll and all your figurative and literal mess to giddafuckoutta our house as fast as possible and once and for all.


I don't quite want to get into it now. But long story short, it has been one of the longest three and a half days of mine and Mommy's lives while my sister continues to sadly act a damn fool. Also, I was on baby duty quite often (including today) and, uhh...

Amarie. Doesn't. Do. Babies. And. Young. Children.

I can fake it 'till I make it (cause that's shitty to be a douchebag to children), but boy am I glad that I ain't got one a'them and sure as fuck never will.

Like, this is the reason why I am catastrophically behind on my writing and for that, I sincerely and deeply apologize. Kinda hard to concentrate when a Drooling Menace To Society (yes, I call him that) is sobbing up a storm during naptime in your living room.

Ugh. Mommy and I are free at last today.

Just...ya'll, the older I get and the more shit I gotta deal with and the more I grow/change and acknowledge parts of myself? The more I realize that I am a Libra with a sinister, shady side that's very, very quiet behind my external friendliness and charm. I am so a Libra with dapples of the ugly parts of my mama's Scorpio.

Alas, I deny it no longer.
amarie24: (doctor claire temple)
Ooohh boy, if I manage to get into the program come August 2017, it's gon' be a ride for sure. To give just a glimpse of some of the things we'll be doing as registered nursing students: APA-formatted essays and twelve (yes, 12) hour clinicals starting at 6:30AM...often all in the same week.

But Imma do it. Imma get in it and Imma get through it.

My mother did it before me as a licensed practical nursing students years ago. She did it as a thirty-mumble widowed mother of two girls that also had a part-time job. And she got through it and she's genuinely one of the best nurses I know personally and, though I never thought that I would, I am immeasurably proud to be following in her footsteps years and years later.

I noticed, though, that of all the girls in my anatomy class that came to the orientation...there were only two of my white girl classmates that I recognized. Now, okay, it was an orientation that was scheduled bright and early at 8:00 in the morning on Thanksgiving break (Happy Bird Week!), but...heh.

The main thing that made me happy, though, is that it looks like most of my nursing teachers will be black women!!! Hell, the chairman of the whole nursing program is a black man that's very sweet and is a BAMF retired critical care nurse. The head under that is a black woman and she will be our first teacher for the first semester. Holy shit, am I happy!!!

And there were a hell of a lotta other black women students in the room!! Two of them sat behind me and holy shit, they were pretty and another two sat beside me. Gah, how wonderful! Then one of them that sat way, way in the back had a such a huge fuckin' afro that I swear I could see a halo around her head! It was like fellow sisters! My salvation! My oasis! Black women, ya'll better surround me in this nursing program!!!

-flops against computer chair-

Ahhh, today was most certainly alright.
amarie24: (Base Tiana)
I got my wittle pink baby eight years ago, for my seventeenth birthday.

Yes, it is eight-years-old.

Amarie is poor.

It has apparently done its last malfunctioning croak. I hook it up to my computer for charging with its old, frayed and faded USB cord (yes, it too, is eight-years-old). iTunes opens up as usual. And then it does this very strange and very infuriating thing for the third (yes, third) where iTunes...doesn't...recognize my iPod and then it seemingly snatches off all of my things from my iPod until it says "0 songs" and...my iPod is empty, even while my library is intact. The last two times this happened, I simply restarted my computer, plugged in my iPod again, and then it fucking fixed it by re-syncing everything back on there...even if a lot of things were out of order (I scroll through using my cover flow).

But now I've tried to do that and now iTunes tells me that it really, really, really doesn't recognize my old baby and that I should restore its settings (i.e, erase everything that I have). And I just...no.

I searched all over Google before I gave up and then I called Apple support and, yes, I was braced to hear the fuckers tell me that I'll just need to buy a new one because Capitalism Says Fuck You. Hell, when they had me put my serial number in before the call, the system didn't even recognize it.

That is how old my iPod is.

Now, it was kinda cool being on hold for 20 minutes because they let me choose what music to listen to and I chose classical, which I put on speaker to free up my hands. The 20 minutes end and a really nice guy comes on the line to help. Yeah, he's really sweet and really nice, but he otherwise can't help other than to tell me to check that my version of iTunes is updated (it is) and, well...yeah, it looks like my iPod is just too freakin' old. He admitted that there are even people with brand-new-spankin' iPhones that have this problem and he really, truly hates having to tell people that just need to replace their devices.

So there's no help.

I switch from...sad to angry to numb and, well...numb again.

Yes, I've wanted a new, better iPod for years, but I just...it just...

We do not have iPod money right now. We do not.

We do not.

I cannot even.

Oh my god, unless I can find some other kind of help, my iPod is apparently dead.

Oh My God...

Saturday, September 24th, 2016 06:32 am
amarie24: (Default)
I hope ya'll don't mind, but...

I'm 25-years-old today. Oh my god. Oh my god.

"Twenty-five" is a nice number, but where did the time go?! Teehee!!

But among other things, that means it's lobster night again at my house! (Go through my food tag if you'd like to see when I first made my very own lobster tails!) Birthday night is lobster night! Yay!


--Amarie

Thanks, everyone!

Monday, August 15th, 2016 06:57 pm
amarie24: (Default)
Thanks for all the wonderful, supportive comments! My first day went pretty swell and I can't wait to tell you all about it later on this week and reply to you!

I'm freakin' exhausted, though, as it's nearing 7pm where I am...and the last time I was asleep was about 2pm yesterday. So I'm working on 24 hours without sleep...haha...oh, insomnia. I love you.

But! My school week "ends" on Wednesday, and I'll pop in soon after that to give you all the delicious details! Thanks again, and I love you all!

In the meantime, wanna tell me what you're up to in the comments below? Ugly, bad, good, everything in-between, let it rip! :D


--Amarie


P.S Naw, I'm really going to bed.
amarie24: (Default)
...And I just now realized that I don't actually have the energy (or even calm?) to really go into detail as of right now. Like, I had a good-sized post all prepped and ready to go in my head, but my mind just shied away from it.

You'll notice that I don't have my sad Tiana icon up while I am relaying this news to you. That is because...it's alright. It's okay. Really. Mommy came to this decision yesterday (yesterday...was a long, long day to say the least) and though neither of us ever wanted to move in the first place, we just accept that this time has come.

It's alright because, to give a basic gist:

1.) Remember when I was sure my home was being gentrified all that time ago? From my research and just watching in general of what is happening around me in regards to my neighbors (hint, hint: I had a lot more white neighbors than I thought and they are pissed at this new company's managers and also leaving in droves), I don't quite think that's happening. So yay, it's not a bunch of white folks coming in to push out us icky colored people and/or low-income people.

2.) When I say that my many white neighbors-both the ones that are still here and the ones that have already left-are pissed? They are. They really, really are. And I'm not going to lie: the fact that they're being done wrong and are infuriated too has comforted me greatly. When white folks are angry in the right way and in the right direction (for once), you know something is gonna be okay.

3.) Uhhh...these new people have no motherfucking clue what they're doing and/or they don't care. Ever since they've come in, again, people have been leaving in appalled, outraged droves. I spitefully checked my home's current ratings on Google and it has dropped down to an abysmal 2.5 with delightfully scathing reviews. About half of those reviewers are white former tenants.

4.) Perhaps the best part? Mommy and I have found a whopping three other apartment complexes in this same area. One of them is even just up our street. I'm rooting for the one down the street and around the corner (haha, but that's the best way to describe it!) because it looked the best to me while I was clicking around it.

Mommy's lease is up in March and so that's when we'll be moving. It'll be a bit stressful, since I'll be in school around that time, but...we'll manage. It's okay.

We'll be okay.

Got My New Posters Up!

Wednesday, June 29th, 2016 01:21 pm
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