The mostly dead blog

There's always that slight chance that someone might stumble by again and read this....

Life is going good. I'm home for the summer and crazy-busy with my internship, but I love being back with patients again. My clinic is great and I get to spend a lot of one-on-one time with patients and have been learning lots. I still doubt myself sometime, that this is what I should be doing, but God had opened every door for me to be here and not closed a one. I just need to trust in Him that He got me here and will help me to be a great PT.

Other that that life is still going. I'm overwhelmed with all I need to learn and do. I need to just settle in and trust God to get me through it all. I'm usually pretty easy going so I don't know why I'm stressing now. I don't like it. I'm actually looking forward to being back at school just because I like the having my routine :) I miss my church there too and unfortunately haven't slowed down enough since i've been here to have much Q time with God.

I'm off for now, but if anyone has an advice on honda accords that randomly like to turn over, but not start, please fill me in!

For those who still read this...

Well here is a short summary of life:

• School is insane
• I live at school now (yes, my locker is even stocked with food, tea and coffee)
• I'm trying not to flunk out of neuro
• It it snowed again last night
• I'm ready for spring

But on a happier note:

• Life is good
• God has blessed me in so many ways & beyond what I can fathom
• I finally settled into a good church here
• I get to play ultimate frisbee every week (whether rain or snow or shine)
• I have been blessed with amazing friends
• I have my "want to want God" back & am completely loving being His child and resting in his loving arms

That's it for now. I promise to post again once this quarter is over. Please pray that I will study hard and pass all my classes. Much thanks.

just a dot on the map

Lately I've become aware of something. I don't care where I live. Not that it doesn't matter where I am, but I can really be happy in any place whether it is a small town with one stop light and 110 degree summers or a city of 2 million that never sleeps and rains all the time. I'm easy to please. The only thing that really matters to me is the people. I will love my life anywhere in the world as long as I'm near people who know me. You can infer that I probably won't be moving across the country to Boston or Wyoming anytime soon. I guess by saying all this I'm really just asking for God to pick me up and dump me in the middle of a strange town away from friends, family, and everyone I've come to love, but really He's already done that sending me to grad school. And the cool thing is, I've come to love the people here too and therefore, where I am. There is this crazy bond between everyone in my program as we chase after our common goal and share things like Ultimate Frisbee, poker, and random movie nights.

Ok, now I think I'm just rambling on. To sum it up: I miss where I've been but I love where I am and only God know what the future holds. The end.

I'm free!

I'm done with school for the quarter, but the exciting part is.... I think I passed!
Merry Christmas everyone. I've got a month off of school :)

The Effects of Drip Coffee on a Female Graduate Student: A Case Report

Purpose: Determine how drip coffee will effect a sleep deprived college student. We hypothesize that she will increase her study time, be more alert and therefore study more efficiently, and progress into adulthood.

Method: Give 8 ounces of "one-to-one" drip coffee with 1 teaspoon sugar to the subject between 6 and 10 pm once per day for the duration of the study. Results will be measured based on: 1) Time spent studying 2) Quantity of scholastic material covered 3) "Maturity" of actions.

Results: The subject was observed over the course of several days. Activities observed were: increased restlessness, increased distractability, less time overall spent in front of school material, less focus when looking at school material, random jumping jacks, and multiple unnecessary trips up and down the stairs. She also found it necessary to listen to music more frequently and change the radio station every 1.5-4 minutes. Also noteworthy was the 7 minutes of spontaneous dancing in the kitchen.

Conclusion: We do not recommend the use of drip coffee as a study tool for our client. We also did not find it to be an effective means of promoting mature behavior.

Thanks to everyone for your advice to help me grow up. I am on the hunt for a solid church here. I might have found one that I'll stick with, but I want to check out a few more first. Since Christmas break is coming up so soon my goal is to be done church hopping by the end of January and stick myself down somewhere. I miss my Seattle church and the people there terribly, but it is important to find a place to be involved during my time here. Gardening is a definite possibility but also will have to wait as the ground is covered in 4+ inches of snow. Here's hoping I can even keep my house plants alive since they don't get much sunlight.

Farewell to Neverland

You might notice that I have changed my blog layout/design. It is just one of my attempts to become more mature and dignified. That's right, I've decided over the course of the last month or so that I am ready to grow up. Perhaps this revelation is because I want to be done with school, maybe I'm just getting old, who knows. Either way I decide that it is time. This spurred me to contemplate, "What does being a grown up really mean?" While no one factor makes someone an adult, I came up with a few things that help:
-Married (I know plenty of married couples who are far from being grown up, but it's a start)
-Kids (I'm convinced this one really contributes)
-A job that doesn't require you to say "would you like fries with that?"

I won't have a job for a while, and I'm certainly not planning any weddings or baby showers in the near or nearly distant future. So since I struck out on my Top 3 formula for adulthood, I will have to resort to #4. That's right, I decided I must start drinking coffee. Not latte and fancy stuff mind you, I'm talking drip. No cream either. Just black with a bit of sugar.

I've had 2 cups so far. No magical results yet, but I think it might take some time.
I'll keep y'all posted.

PS-Feel free to give other tips to move me towards becoming a grown up and/or why I'm better off not growing up after all.

the vote is in

Well I'm sure most everyone has given up reading my blog, and this really won't count as much of a post, but I'm feeling the need to vent as I just sealed the envelope on my ballot.

I hate voting. Don't get me wrong, I appreciate my right to vote and all that jazz, but I hate it. I don't like any of the candidate. They all just tell you want you want to hear. They act all happy and fuzzy like they really care about your interests, but we all know they are in it for their own gain. Rather than voting for someone I like, I feel like I am choosing the lesser of two evils or at least which one I dislike the least. One man said that, since both of the candidate are bad choices, just go with the better looking one 'cause you'll be looking at their face in the paper for the next couple years. He might not be far from the truth. I'd guess that being ugly probably would hurt your chances of getting elected.

So besides not liking the candidates I hate voting along party lines. I think it is the worst excuse to shut off your brain and let someone else tell you what to think. When I do vote along party lines I get irritated with myself for being lazy. Granted it tends to happen more often than not, but I at least try to go into it looking at each candidate as an individual. Of course then you have to look at the greater impact at the state and national levels and how your choice impacts who holds congress/senate and it all goes back to politics and blah blah blah.

Either way I voted. I tried to look at each candidate impartially. I tried to weigh the endorsements. I tried not to vote for anyone just because my parents/friends/coworkers/media said to. Ultimately I am responsible for the state of my city, state and nation. Am I ready for that?

That's my beef.