Well, it's a new year, and I don't really have much to say. Give me a week and I bet I will, mainly because by then I'll have done close to 36 hours of clinical time. I am looking forward to going back to school. I'm hoping janterm and the intership will be a good time, and I'm looking forward to getting a lot more experience (maybe actually trying out some of the skills I'm technically validated on? I wouldn't mind actually be able to say I've successfully started a real IV on a real person...)
Caitlin went back to her dorm room today, so now it's just me and my parents. Kind of weirdish, just because there's even less people to hang out with (okay, not that Caitlin and I ever really hang out... anyway...) But I got the 10th princess diaries book tonight, and i'm already 2/3rds of the way done. Also, I started a book I got for christmas called Harry, A History, documenting the events around the Harry Potter phenomenon from a fans perspective. It's very nice so far. It makes me want to pick up book one again and fall in love all over again. Because I do love Harry. I read The Tales of Beedle the Bard yesterday, which I thoroughly enjoyed. I thought the stories had some nice themes. One of my favorites involved this guy thinking he would avoid being foolish and needy and gaurd himself from love by cutting out his heart. and he thought he was all awesome, except then he realized that there's more to life than money and succuss, and that maybe there was something to love, except his heart had grown hairy. and because it had become so twisted and evil, he ended up killing the girl who would have loved him (had his heart not been hairy) to try to get her non-hairy heart. okay, it's not exactly a pretty story, but i like it none-the-less. A little dorian grey-esque now that I think about it... I also thoroughly enjoyed the full story of the deathly hallows. and appreciated the last brother realizing that death is not something we can ever truly escape from, just postpone.
In other news my dad makes me look terrible at the game he bought for me- Argue (in which you argue an assigned point about something random- which is better? toy story or shrek? which would you rather live without? music or movies? etc) mainly because he can think in outline form quickly and is much better at coming up with words for things, while I get paralyzed under pressure, especially time limited pressure, and am not nearly as eloquant. This is just continuing proof that my father truly can (and must) win every game. Oh, but wait... who won Imaginiff? Oh, and wait, who lost Life: The Wizard of Oz? Maybe he will learn to bear it with honor better if he keeps losing... :P I love you daddy.
All in all, I feel like 2008 was a good year to me, though nothing exactly outstanding comes to mind to mention. Just continuing down the road to finishing up college and getting my degree... It's a weird place to be sometimes, because it can feel a little like limbo- no longer a child, not yet an adult, no place that you can fully call home... but it's where I am, and I am enjoying it for the most part. A year ago doesn't feel like that long ago, so it's weird to think that a year from now I will be looking at my last ever semester in college (that is, unless I decide to pursue some higher education in nursing several years down the road. something that I completely couldn't give any sort of definite positive or negative response to at this time... of course, that would be grad school, not college, wouldn't it?)
Anyway, I suppose I won't ramble on any longer. Happy New Year to you all! I hope you've had marvelous breaks, and I'm looking forward to seeing everyone again soon at school (besides those of you who either don't go to school with me, or who are going to be in London... and will be severely missed).
2 comments:
Great, now I know how the hairy heart guy story ends. Thanks alot.
(Glad you had a spiffy year!)
I'm totally seeing this late because I never remember to read your (or anyone's) blog. But lest you forget, _I_ won that game of Argue, not Dad, by demonstrating the clear advantages of chocolate, preference-wise, over salty snacks like potato chips. I also won that game of Wizard of Oz life. So no, Dad doesn't win at EVERYTHING...
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