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Today I had a MRI for the first time and it was actually an entertaining experience. I was really freaked out by the idea of it because my family had talked of the horror and fear it brought to them. Well, my sister was called back to have hers and my mom went to stand next to her while they did the MRI. A couple of minutes later a man came out into where I was waiting and asked me if I wanted to go ahead and do mine so that there wouldn't be as much waiting time. He asked if I was claustrophobic and all that jazz and I said maybe a little bit but not really. So, I went into the room and he got me ready. I was fine until he slid me into the 'tube of fear'. I was sitting there with my face right up close to the plastic tube and I felt for a moment that I was going to panic. Then I thought, "Why not shut your eyes Sarah?" So I did and the music the man had turned on began to play and it was somewhat relaxing. I was sitting there wondering why there would be reason to freak. I mean, my legs were in the light and I looked over my body, I could see the light that was on in the room. Anyways, the machine was really loud and really cool actually. I feel like some of the music that I have heard may be inspired from that machine and in fact I was inspired to make music. I felt as though it had its own music. Then I started to think about death and the idea of being slid into one of those 'file cabinets'. It seems like sometimes we are being prepared for death in our experiences. Especially the experiences we have in the different periods of our life. As we get older we encounter more things that are associated with death. I think one reason for it is to possibly begin to prep ourselves for death?! Maybe?! I don't know but it was a neat morning. Then I came home and read about molecular bonding orbitals while I 'watched' Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers and then took a nap. Back to the studying I suppose. Got to pass one way or another