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Sunday, September 17, 2006

I enjoy shadowing, which is good because at the end of an already long day, if I didn't like it I definitely would never get any hours in. The woman I shadow with is really nice, and the people who come in are fun to talk to. I'm realizing that its not just a good job for me because of the medical side, but I love hearing the people talk (and people really like to talk when they come in). I get to hear about they're life stories and what's going on for them and I enjoy it. But there is still that draw in the back of my mind, that voice that says I should so missions or medical missions or red cross. I don't know. I figure if I go for the physical therapy thing, I can always go into missions after, but it'd be a lot harder to go the other way around. The only thing I can do is go one step at time and trust God to lead me.
Ok, I know I should just relax about the study abroad stuff, but its stressing me out having nothing settled and the deadline is fast approaching and now only a couple of weeks away. Grrr.
Helping hands was fun. I was surprised the kids remembered me. The kids remind me of the Honduran orphans: they love attention and to be touched. I guess that's an intergral part of what it is to be human, and both the Honduran orphans and those children do not have families to give that contact and love to them so they seek it out more and that's why they seem more that way than other children, maybe?
Soccer game: 1-0 we beat UNC. Heck yea. Clemson football won too, even after messing up badly first half. Good times hanging out with people.
I know how to change a tire now!! And I know a lot more about brakes. Its so cool watching him work and learning about it. Its all so new that it fascinates me. Kinda scary though how bad those brakes were...
Had some good girl time and a good long talk with my Dad this afternoon. Got some homework done, but not near as much as I needed to. I'm just not feeling motivated... We creamed the other team in soccer. I played badly most of the game until near the end. Matt stayed after and drilled me.
Yea...I get frustrated when I feel like I'm failing at learning what should be an easy task. Its not that I'm miserable, just frustrated. Once I work through it for a bit, I'm happy even if I don't completely get it. Its just while doing it that's rough and I have to push myself through it and not let myself get pulled down by the frustration. Happened in horseback riding, happens in soccer, happens in fencing...yea. Thankfully I believe the ability to put up with me in those moments is a European trait. My riding instructor in high school was British. She was strict, but she wouldn't let me give up and wouldn't let me take the easy route. She was also good at picking up on when I let mental games get in the way. He's British too and was so patient with me and kind. I truely don't know how people put up with me when I get like that.
This is going to be a busy week: project, two tests, homework, translating at the clinic, shadowing at the other clinic, meetings... I'm glad I got to spend time with people over the weekend because there probably won't be much time this week. Physics test is this week :-( I'm gonna die. Next week's spanish test will be fun to study for though. I probably should stop procrastinating and get to work. Have a wonderful night.
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