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okay, contrary to the title this is not about the enrique iglesias song. although his song cant escape my love is one of lucy's and my guilty music pleasures.... but thats not the point either....
the real focus of this blog is heroes...
dictionary.com says a hero is "a man of distinguished courage or ability, admired for his brave deeds and noble qualities". i beg to differ. in this case my hero is not a man and her distinguished courage and ability and brave deeds are not for this world but for the kingdom. she is the woman who is always seeking christ. she is the woman that i run to when i need a word of encouragement. she is the woman that i want to be like, that i want my daughters to be like. she is the woman whose courage enables her to sense satans presence and to cry to the Lord before he even has a chance to do anything. she is the woman who i know will listen to me when i have a problem. she is the woman to who i can tell anything and i know that she will still love me and never judge me. she is the woman who God has used to save my life (literally and figuratively, several times). without this woman i might not be alive today. she is the woman i would gladly give my life for. without this woman i definitely would not be as strong of a christian (not to say i am that strong, but she is the one who has always supported me and pointed me to Christ when i stumble and fall and backtrack and everything which is often). she is the woman who is more than a hero because she have isolated distinguished actions, her actions are an ongoing, impacting force that creates a ripple effect so great that even she doesnt know who all she has effected. she is one of the greatest loves of my life and i am so privileged to call her friend. she is the little firstgrader i met 14 years ago this past fall and have only grown closer and closer to. she is the reason that one of my little girls WILL
so today i did the hokey pokey and turned myself around after doing the banana jump b/c i was finally done with this freakin physical assessment exam!!!!! WAHOO, get excited people, you can actually come to my apartment and not fear for me asking to poke you and for you to ... well nevermind, hahaha. we nurses exact such fear and power in the hearts of our subjects. or actually as my lovely boyfriend pointed out, something else that will remain unspoken... but anyways all is clear here, im done, beckys is tomorrow so no fear of coming over anymore. no running after you with pen light and stethoscope in hands;) not to say that if you have an anatomical anomale we wont ask to see or poke at it. for example kevin shell's incredibly monstrous lymphnodes!!!! theyre so wonderfully huge that i had to take leslie anne over to the college house to palpate them! twas fun... so the coast is clear for all of you:)
remember when you were little and had so much fun learning anatomy by singing "head, shoulders, knees and toes" as fast as you could? that was fun, right? well it got even funner doing it in spanish "cabeza, hombros, rodillas, pies"... if only the human body was that simple. i wish i could just sing that song on tuesday morning at 715 and pass my physical assessment exam with flying colors. i mean the human body essentials are all included in the song, right? head, shoulders, knees, toes (knees and toes) eyes, ears mouth and nose.... and you kknow the rest. those other systems that connect and order these are overrated... respiratory, neuro, cardio, pssshhhh... right?
well after considerable deliberation... the answer to my question is NOT.... unfortunately this sentences me to a weekend of locking myself in my apartment only to pounce on anyone who enters and seize them for 45 mins while i do a complete body assessment on them... be wary of coming to my apt before tuesday:) so if you see me running after you with a pen light and a stethoscope, please slow down, it wont hurt a bit and itll be really short i promise;)
this is the point in the semester where everything is just exhausting, school, relationships, everything and little things that i used to be able to let go of, just stay with me and grate on my nerves... i am so tired of studying, i am so tired of catching shit... im just tired of it. i wish i could let stuff go, but somehow i have the uncanny capability of remembering every tone and phrase that kind of pisses me off and let it completely piss me off. i hate knowing that i will be given shit for stuff that hasnt even happeend yet, too... its pretty frustrating. i guess i am still working on the whole trying to please everyone thing, and it just doesnt work. it never works, you think i would have learned by now. apparently not cuz im still stuck in this damn rut. i really need to learn not to be a doormat and just take what is given to me... i thinkg that is what im going to start doing, and itll probly cause a little more friction in my life, but thats alright, it might just be my new spice... well see
so i forgot to blog yesterday, whoops, but fortunately chelle didnt reprimand me like i had feared... anyways, sorry for the steam i had to blow off yesterday. but all is well and good today, talking helps a lot especially when you dont let something fester or dance around it and just saying something helps b/c then that helps them/him realize what bothered me and to work on it next time. but anyways...
so today i took a really long nap and it was wonderful!!! oh well, its procrastination/tiredness but im over it. maybe ill get motivated sometime. its hard though cuz im really over this whole school thing and im just so tired of studying all the time and i need a break. im sooooooooooooooooooooooo looking forward to all my naps on christmas break and just chillin:) so thats the light at the end of the tunnel for now... although it seems to keep extending with every advance i make.... oh well ill get there eventually...
so ya know, sometimes you just need some sympathy and someone to give you a hug and say itll be okay and im sorry that sucks. instead of making fun bc you might be whining.... well yeah, tonite i was whining, i will gladly admit it. and SOMEBODY chose to make fun of my whining, instead of saying, im sorry that sucks, but i know you can do it. and usually i can take some making fun b/c ive had it my entire life but every now and then it totally pisses me off. i am tired of it and i dont want to have to take it now, not tonite. and i know that he has had a hell week, but ive been encouraging the entire time and never once have i made fun of him for it. and even though mine is in the morning it doesnt make it any less difficult than his. so im just not in the mood. and im not trying to be a hormonal pissy girl either. i just want a little sympathy sometimes!!! dang it. but not even sympathy just some kind words of encouragement, forget the feeling how im feeling just a little encouragement please... and this is not a pity party, its just a little frustration from making fun that i am sick of and dont care to take anymore.
sorry for the anger, everyone... but its part of life and it happens
okay, so i thought this whole "cultural experience" thing was kind of crap for my transcultural nursing class. so i (and when i say i, i mean anne and leslie) picked this hip-hop, poetry thing to go to hosted by the msa and naacp. well it was a BLAST!!!!! this thing was so fun... seriously! all you who didnt go, missed out seriously. we made up half of the white population that was there, total. but the best part of the evening was when i was congratulated by a girl there after "working it" doing the electric slide with everyone up at the front for the last performance. and when she stuck out her fist and i stared at it for a minute wondering what i was sposed to do... fortunately she knew how white i was and i just stuck out my fist and she gave me alittle pound... it was pretty sweet... we had a great laugh on the way out about it. so ya, and then our trip to bar knoxville wwas unsuccessful this evening, but i still had a fantastic time wiht anne and leslie. theyre so aweosme and i am so thankful for them in my life. i am so blessed to have women like them in my life. yay, fun!
well apparently i am a pathological liar, and im not very original, thanks becky... but you told me that yesterday, so i know... anyways, life goes on, and ill work on the whole liar thing... im pretty happy at the moment hanging out w/ the bf unexpectedly which is always nice. its funny how God can bring unexpected things into your life that you might not have planned on/ picked for yourself. but then he shows you how he will work in it and you realize what waiting a little longer for something you want can be good, and open up many many options. but it still seems like forever away b/c my soul is checked out at the moment and wont be returned to me until i graduate in almost a year and a half... which is ridiculous to htink of. life feels crazy at the moment and sometimes i cant really belive all that i have been amazingly blessed with. cuz God is incredible and he always amazes me.
so things to work on: originality... and the liar thing
so today im starting a blog... never done one of these before so whatever, well see if i keep it up (id better or chelle will kill me)... i love my roomies who are at the moment throwing candy at each other and into the candy jar. umm what can i say, life is crazy, but my Savior is amazing and showing me more and more each day, caio!
