Finals have arrived. Five tests standing between me and summer break. My level of apathy is remarkable.
I just have to hang in there through Monday. Monday, and I take my last final. Then, I'm home free and it's four months of summer.
I can do this.
Good luck to the rest of you in finals right now. Those of you who are already done... I'm jealous. x)
The Joys of Growing Up
Sometimes I wish I could find Neverland and never grow up. Let's be honest though, that would only be fun for so long. To me, at least. But it's weird to me to see just how fast time has passed. It seems only months ago that I was still in high school, but it's been almost 2 years since I graduated. I'm finishing up my fourth semester of college (technically fifth, since I did some second block summer courses), which means in just a week and a half, I'll be halfway through my undergrad. With all this school, I'm starting to wonder what I'm going to do with my life once I graduate in two years. Work will take up some of that time, but then what?
Hopefully, I'll go back to school before long.
As much as I gripe about homework, it's all I've really ever known. I'm looking forward to the summer though; I need a good break before I start up again in the fall. I need to rediscover my motivation to do homework. As of right now, I have none. I have six papers to write. I'm blogging instead.
College has been good to me, though. I've made new friends and had some awesome experiences, including the opportunity to work as a Student Teaching Assistant in the Anatomy lab. I was also accepted into UVU's nursing program, which is an accomplishment I'm quite proud of. I took on my first job last summer, and just recently quit to focus my time into my job at the hospital, which I absolutely love. It's looking like I chose the right profession after all.
I've also had quite a few friends get married over the past two years, which is still odd to me. One of my two best friends just got engaged, in fact. While I'm super excited for her, it seems so strange to me that we're actually growing up. According to the deal we made with each other back in high school, she also owes us dinner, so bonus there. x)
So here's to the end of the semester, and for the four more semesters to come until the end of my program. It's amazing how much can happen in the next two years. I plan to make the most of it. You only live once right? Better make it count.
With that, I'll leave you with a song that I'm quite fond of. "A few just followed their dreams while the others stood clear." I aim to be the few.
All These Years by Adema
Hopefully, I'll go back to school before long.
As much as I gripe about homework, it's all I've really ever known. I'm looking forward to the summer though; I need a good break before I start up again in the fall. I need to rediscover my motivation to do homework. As of right now, I have none. I have six papers to write. I'm blogging instead.
College has been good to me, though. I've made new friends and had some awesome experiences, including the opportunity to work as a Student Teaching Assistant in the Anatomy lab. I was also accepted into UVU's nursing program, which is an accomplishment I'm quite proud of. I took on my first job last summer, and just recently quit to focus my time into my job at the hospital, which I absolutely love. It's looking like I chose the right profession after all.
I've also had quite a few friends get married over the past two years, which is still odd to me. One of my two best friends just got engaged, in fact. While I'm super excited for her, it seems so strange to me that we're actually growing up. According to the deal we made with each other back in high school, she also owes us dinner, so bonus there. x)
So here's to the end of the semester, and for the four more semesters to come until the end of my program. It's amazing how much can happen in the next two years. I plan to make the most of it. You only live once right? Better make it count.
With that, I'll leave you with a song that I'm quite fond of. "A few just followed their dreams while the others stood clear." I aim to be the few.
All These Years by Adema
The Devil's Advocate
That would be me.
At least, that's how I feel at the moment.
I'm taking an online ethics class, and for extra credit, we can post in the online discussions about different ethical topics. In doing so, I've discovered that I really, really like to argue. No matter what the topic is, I will argue for the less popular side. I'll argue for the minority even if I don't agree with the minority. Why? I like stirring the pot. I like making people think.
Living in a community with a single predominate religion, I feel many in my area are too narrow-minded. Their thought processes are governed by what they've been taught their whole lives; everyone else is wrong. I hate that mindset.
Don't get me wrong, I have plenty of biases and I'm quite opinionated about certain topics. However, I try to understand the other side. In the case of morality, it isn't ever black and white. There are always shades of gray: the "what if" questions and the exceptions to the rules. If everything was black and white, there would be no need for government, no need for courts or judges. The world simply work. It doesn't work that way, though. People are different, products of circumstance and their environment. We think different, we act different, and that's the way it is. If we were all the same, what would be the point? It sounds like the premise of any dystopian novel or film.
So thank you Ethics class, for showing me that I like to argue. Perhaps a little too much, in this case. Something about the class just makes me want to oppose every idea thrown my way, to challenge it, to ask the "what if" questions.
If that makes me the Devil's Advocate, so be it.
At least, that's how I feel at the moment.
I'm taking an online ethics class, and for extra credit, we can post in the online discussions about different ethical topics. In doing so, I've discovered that I really, really like to argue. No matter what the topic is, I will argue for the less popular side. I'll argue for the minority even if I don't agree with the minority. Why? I like stirring the pot. I like making people think.
Living in a community with a single predominate religion, I feel many in my area are too narrow-minded. Their thought processes are governed by what they've been taught their whole lives; everyone else is wrong. I hate that mindset.
Don't get me wrong, I have plenty of biases and I'm quite opinionated about certain topics. However, I try to understand the other side. In the case of morality, it isn't ever black and white. There are always shades of gray: the "what if" questions and the exceptions to the rules. If everything was black and white, there would be no need for government, no need for courts or judges. The world simply work. It doesn't work that way, though. People are different, products of circumstance and their environment. We think different, we act different, and that's the way it is. If we were all the same, what would be the point? It sounds like the premise of any dystopian novel or film.
So thank you Ethics class, for showing me that I like to argue. Perhaps a little too much, in this case. Something about the class just makes me want to oppose every idea thrown my way, to challenge it, to ask the "what if" questions.
If that makes me the Devil's Advocate, so be it.
Welcome to the Intensive Care Unit...
I was sitting at work today when this guy came up to the desk looking for the Neuro Shock Trauma Unit. Like usual when people come by looking for NSTU, I told him he wanted the west tower and was currently on the east tower. He thanked me, paused, and then said: "Since I'm here, I've been handing these brochures out to all the other floors. Why don't you guys take some too?" He then proceeded to hand me a stack of brochures, which I thanked him for and then he went on his way.
And then I looked down at the brochures.
The cover was largely a pleasant shade of blue and featured the image of a nice looking building. In white, flowing letters was the name of the building, which I honestly don't recall. The words right underneath the name of the building caught my attention enough to read them aloud:
"Funerals and Cremations."
The nurse sitting next to me started laughing. I started laughing. What was I supposed to do with a big ol' stack of funeral home brochures? Stick them in the welcome packets? "Welcome to the ICU. Let's discuss your plan for discharge. Here's a lovely place that offers a full range of mortuary services."
Something tells me that would not go over well.
And then I looked down at the brochures.
The cover was largely a pleasant shade of blue and featured the image of a nice looking building. In white, flowing letters was the name of the building, which I honestly don't recall. The words right underneath the name of the building caught my attention enough to read them aloud:
"Funerals and Cremations."
The nurse sitting next to me started laughing. I started laughing. What was I supposed to do with a big ol' stack of funeral home brochures? Stick them in the welcome packets? "Welcome to the ICU. Let's discuss your plan for discharge. Here's a lovely place that offers a full range of mortuary services."
Something tells me that would not go over well.
Giving Back What Now?
Giving Back Yesterday is something I've used as a username, site name, etc. for a while now. On more than one occasion, I've been asked what that's supposed to mean and where it came from. So, as an introduction to this blog, I have an answer for you.
It sounded cool.
There you have it! It sounded cool.
I've always had this sort of obsession with time and space and all of that jazz. It just fascinates me. Yesterday is a cool word, in my opinion. Over time, that just became Giving Back Yesterday.
But, in a way, it does mean something. I was watching Kung Fu Panda the other day (I love that movie), and in there is the quote “Yesterday is history, tomorrow is a mystery, today is a gift, which is why we call it the present.”
Technically the quote is "a gift from God".
And so, in a round about way, Giving Back Yesterday is just as it sounds: making the most of the gift of our lives in a way that helps another. It's all quite sentimental, if you ask me.
Mostly, though, I kept it cause it had a nice ring to it.
So what is this blog about? Life. The Universe. Everything. I discovered the answer to those three things is a little more complicated than 42. Unfortunately. (Bonus points if you get that. Double bonus points if you've actually read that book.) This is my blog, a place where I can dump thoughts, ideas, and musings. Read if you want, or pass on by. My life is far from the most exciting, but sometimes I ideas or hear things or experience events that I feel are worth sharing. And here's where I'll do that.
Warning: Randomness may ensue.
It sounded cool.
There you have it! It sounded cool.
I've always had this sort of obsession with time and space and all of that jazz. It just fascinates me. Yesterday is a cool word, in my opinion. Over time, that just became Giving Back Yesterday.
But, in a way, it does mean something. I was watching Kung Fu Panda the other day (I love that movie), and in there is the quote “Yesterday is history, tomorrow is a mystery, today is a gift, which is why we call it the present.”
Technically the quote is "a gift from God".
And so, in a round about way, Giving Back Yesterday is just as it sounds: making the most of the gift of our lives in a way that helps another. It's all quite sentimental, if you ask me.
Mostly, though, I kept it cause it had a nice ring to it.
So what is this blog about? Life. The Universe. Everything. I discovered the answer to those three things is a little more complicated than 42. Unfortunately. (Bonus points if you get that. Double bonus points if you've actually read that book.) This is my blog, a place where I can dump thoughts, ideas, and musings. Read if you want, or pass on by. My life is far from the most exciting, but sometimes I ideas or hear things or experience events that I feel are worth sharing. And here's where I'll do that.
Warning: Randomness may ensue.
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