I see the road now...
This morning I woke up wanting to end my life. Feelings like that scare me. I don't even know why I though them. I guess life just needs some excitement at times...
Anyway, I ran into Cameron this morning, which was nice, even though I can't remember what we talked about. That made me feel better though, and I made it through sociology without nodding off. After that, I went with nick to Morris. I love that school. It has everything I was looking for (rivaling Hamline in facilities). Oh, sure, it may be a "farm college" in a sense, but it didn't feel any less "modern" than most colleges. It was cozy (1,800 student body) and offers a lot. Just as the poster said, "Elite education at a public school cost". Plus, I've already applied (took me about a minute... no joke). The UM Twin Cities will forward everything to Morris. I feel accomplished.
On the way back, we almost died and could have killed others in a car accident. I felt so reckless... so irresponsible... so stupid. And the thing that moves me is that the guy that we forced to swerve off the road checked on us to see if we were alright. (Then I turned on the news to see that tonight, the night before Thanksgiving, has the highest death toll due to traffic accidents in the year. Wow...)
Perhaps my feelings from the morning carried through, because I was disturbingly calm. Or perhaps that's just the Boy Scout in me. I mean, you can only see so many videos (and simulations!!!) of people in pain, burning, bleeding, impaled in various places resulting from plane and car crashes, bombings, normal everyday crises before you're numb to it all. Maybe I could still be a paramedic. Let's see, my ideas of professions have gone from veterinarian to physician, pediatrician, medical examiner, laboratory technician, dentist, radiologist, now to pharmacist. Eh, I'll decide later.
The important thing is that I'm alive and glad to see tomorrow, because now I actually have plans.
Anyway, I ran into Cameron this morning, which was nice, even though I can't remember what we talked about. That made me feel better though, and I made it through sociology without nodding off. After that, I went with nick to Morris. I love that school. It has everything I was looking for (rivaling Hamline in facilities). Oh, sure, it may be a "farm college" in a sense, but it didn't feel any less "modern" than most colleges. It was cozy (1,800 student body) and offers a lot. Just as the poster said, "Elite education at a public school cost". Plus, I've already applied (took me about a minute... no joke). The UM Twin Cities will forward everything to Morris. I feel accomplished.
On the way back, we almost died and could have killed others in a car accident. I felt so reckless... so irresponsible... so stupid. And the thing that moves me is that the guy that we forced to swerve off the road checked on us to see if we were alright. (Then I turned on the news to see that tonight, the night before Thanksgiving, has the highest death toll due to traffic accidents in the year. Wow...)
Perhaps my feelings from the morning carried through, because I was disturbingly calm. Or perhaps that's just the Boy Scout in me. I mean, you can only see so many videos (and simulations!!!) of people in pain, burning, bleeding, impaled in various places resulting from plane and car crashes, bombings, normal everyday crises before you're numb to it all. Maybe I could still be a paramedic. Let's see, my ideas of professions have gone from veterinarian to physician, pediatrician, medical examiner, laboratory technician, dentist, radiologist, now to pharmacist. Eh, I'll decide later.
The important thing is that I'm alive and glad to see tomorrow, because now I actually have plans.