First off let me start by saying to those who read my little blog here...sorry for the ENORMOUS..delay between my posts on this site. School has recently kicked Into another gear even I never dreamed existed....Lab assignments..Lab workbooks...Chapter workbooks..quizes...tests..and ofcourse midterms and finals.....throw In the accellerated Pharmocolgy class....add that all togther with my my ADD medication not kicking In yet....And you get the Human eqivuallent of A Chicken running around with Its head cut-off. Its actually distrurbing and quite funny all at the same time. Its like the car wreck you don't want to see...but can't quite stop yourself from watching. With that being said...I will do my best to catch you all up on what old Charlie has been up to lately.

I guess the most obvious place to start Is school. Like the afore mentioned...School has really been crazy  recently. With the majority of my time being devoted to my Procedures class. This Is the class with three workbooks..Lab assignments...Lab time..Performance evaluations...quizes and exams. With all the Juggling Im doing lately I think I have found a backup carrer option as  the next HIGH-WIRE act for Barnum and Bailey Circus....And as always I never seem to be working with a net. For some strange reason though...this seems to be my best class. You would think that with all the assignments that need to be organized I would be struggling to keep my head above water. Maybe Its because I know that I need to really stay on top of things with this class otherwise I need CPR to save my grade.

I had a recent scare with one of my classes and another anxiety attack due to that scare. I almost thought I was going to FAIL my Pharmocolgy class.Thank GOD for my therapy and my never say die atitude when it comes to school. Not only did I FAIL my midterm but my overall grade was boderline failing as well.This ofcourse set off a MAJOR anxiety attack..probably a 10 on the Disaster scale..but with my therapy and alot of extra hard work I was able to get things on track and finish the class with a 92% . Not too shabby for a prematurely-Balding,  Blockhead, whos dog has more study partners than he does.

This leads me Into my next area of anxiety...Class elections.....Oh I how I have dreaded that this day would come. Let first say that I realize that I am only one of three men In my program of 40. Secondly I also realize that I am not the most popular student In my class either. This second part I just don't get...I'm an Intelligent, attractive, well groomed, friendly student who Is willing to help anyone In need...If the opportunity arises. But most Importantly...Im married and harmless. I never talk poorly about anyone...Although there are a few students I would to "DUCT-TAPE" their mouths shut while our lectures are going on....but I have bitten my tongue and continue to pass HOME-DEPOT for the time being. The nerve of some of these Jack-@#$%...talking and yapping It up...while others struggle to focus on the lecture and assignments at hand without their outside Interference to boot.

Back to the elections...So with that being said...I decided not to throw my name In the hat so to speak. I guess I already figured that no liked me...So why  go and do something stupid that would prove It. I can't even Imagine the amount of damage that anxiety attack would have on my already fragile phsyce. Some how unbeknownst to me...I got nominated for president..and If I ever find out which GENIUS decided that was a good Idea or a good way to get a laugh...their face Is gonna be gracing the back of Milk Cartons across the country. Needless to say I did'nt get elected for the presidentcy..I was expecting that one...what I did'nt expect..was that our program Director thought It would be fun to add further humilation to the losing canidates by keeping their names on the ballot for V.P. and for Sect. So not only did I lose an election I never Intended on running for In the first place..I also found out the hard way just how unpopular I was In my class. As much as I try to tell myself " @#@$#%%^ those @#$%%" who needs their friendship anyway..or that " I did'nt get Into this program to make friends" anyways to comfort myself. Seeing each round of voting end In a BIG FAT ZERO next to my name and not being able to do anything to stop the Insanity really hurts. Im right though In one aspect...I did'nt get Into this program to make friends and I don't need the friendship of some whinny, spolied, livin at home, not a care In the world, brats anyways. What really hurts was that I thought that I had their respect atleast.

My therapy has been going great as of late....Dr. Boardwalk and I have really made alot of progress as of late. He has been a major help In providing other tools besides meds to help In the my battle with ADD. Figuring out other ways to manage time that are not too complex or anal. Which Is really another problem within Itself for me. For some reason or another I have a subconcious flare for the DRAMATIC. Thee " All Or Nothing " attitude. Im not sure yet If this Is subconcious or If this Is something that Is a motivating factor for me. Considering my past and the circumstances as of late I would'nt be surprised to find that It Is the latter. The more I think about It..The more It becomes clear to me that It Is difficult to go from losing everything  and fighting the odds to succeed all the time..and not feel some sort of high from that experince. I'll have to check with Dr. Boardwalk On that one.

Lastly...the last week has been great..due to SPRING BREAK !!! I dont think there has ever been a time In my life where I sat around and scratched my !@##$$ more. Although I have been working on refinishing my bathroom. Something my Landlord was supposed to take care of....but I got tired of shit falling from the celing In the shower on to my head. So I paid my Nephews Dad to help me fix It....By the way..did I mention that he Is a master painter...and that his hourly rate Is coming out of the next 2 months rent....LOL....If my landlord only had a clue..he would ahve saved himself a few thousands dollars. And just Incase he not too happy about that..I have before and after PICTURES to prove the horrendous mess that was my bathroom. I guess sometimes It doesn't pay to be a SLUMLORD...oh well maybe he learn the lesson and treat his next tenants better. Well thats about It for me tonite....My medication Is begining to make me loopy...

Peace And Hair Grease....

~Charlie