28th
Daily update
I feel like I’m catching something, but I feel like it’s just the lack of sleep and bipolar weather.
I got an email from a friend today. She was concerned and worried about me. She told me that me being angry and spiteful worried her because it was out of my character. I’m glad I have some confirmation from a close friend who ensures me that that angry person is not me. I am glad. I would never wish it to be me.
My Wednesday consists of one class, health clinic volunteer, lunch, and ending the day with time in the lab. Today, I roomed a patient and I told her I was a volunteer. She asked, “Why on earth would you want to volunteer for a health office or in the health field?” She went on about how retarded health care is now. Netflix was the example she used. She asked me how I would feel if al lthe sudden netflix upped their prices. I can’t say much, besides I am hopeful that reform will occur. I can’t help that this is the field I want to be in. My career choice is not purely for financial gain, but for what my heart tells me. I love science and I love people. I realized from shadowing with Dr. Erburu, the pediatrician, that I don’t love only the children, but the compassion I see in the mothers. Whether the mothers are younger or older than me, poor, rich, they all show love and compassion for their children. I saw a mother cry just from being worried over her son’s well being. I told you I didn’t want to give up on humanity, and being at the pediatric’s office has helped me to stand strong with my beliefs. It’s little places like the pediatric’s office where you see that love and humanness still prevalent.
I would go on about reproduction issues of today and the safe-haven law in Nebraska, but that will be too lengthy. I just want you guys to know that there are a lot of children who are abandoned. Being a mother is tough. Not that I really know, but you have a lot of people going at you and you’re left to fend on what is best for you and your baby. That decision can lead to abandonment, but maybe a better future for a child that would have been unwanted for their rest of their life. It’s a touchy issue and it’s hard to be on the opposing end of all this. I’m not necessarily picking a side, but I’m trying to understand.
On another note, bad boys vs. good boys. Why is it that bad boys win my attention over good ones? There’s this guy I feel like I’ve made eye contact with several times (maybe it’s just me) and I thought he was a normal guy. This week he came into section with a cut above his eye and a faint shiner. What was it about that made me want to give him more attention? I’ve never talked to the guy in my life, but something about that image made me go wild inside. keke. On the other hand, we have our geeky, cute, and nice guy I’ve been befriending for a couple of weeks, and he has such a different effect. I am a strong believer in the bad boy effect on girls, but I want to believe at the end of the day there’s still a prize for the nice guy who comes in last. I personally want to end up with the nice guy or a reformed bad boy keke.
Last, I would like to share to all of you the good genes that run in my family: :)
dimples! ah so cute. :)
p.s. I really want to watch teh fantastic mr fox knowing that chris appelhans worked on it. i’m super stoked now!
http://criscoh.xanga.com/ check it out!, its been so long since he’s blogged. I am super happy to see an entry!
p.s.s. been having weird dreams lately. reminder of last night’s: an aunt’s wedding, bathrooms, fish, being happy.
