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Oh LJ, I've missed you so!
I've been aching to get back into volunteering lately. Per usual, I'd love to do some sort of outreach work. I have this awful habit of feeling obligated to work with underpriveleged kids, mainly because of my displaced childhood. I'm so sick of presenting a happy, shiny, G-rated version of myself though. I want something that allows me the freedom of being the smoking lesbian that I am. I'm meeting with two organizations despite my better judgement. I've thought about volunteering for hospice...we'll see. Either way, I desperately want to contribute somehow. My life feels off without it.
Speaking of philanthropy...
Turns out ASU has a VERY specific credit requirement for Social Work; so much so that I've removed that from my list of degree programs. I never expected to get rich being a philanthropist, but I don't think poverty is really my color either.
Karen pointed out that the only true challenge of graduating college is making it through the bureaucracy of advisors giving haphazard advice, office women reluctant to do their job, and the mounds of red tape tripping you at every turn. It's all so very daunting. For the first time in my life, I feel close to defeated. Truly, and it breaks my heart at the mere thought.
Born out of an absolute need for direction, the idea of nursing occurred to me. I had never considered such a female dominated field before now. The idea of getting a degree in something you are guaranteed to use is all too appealing these days. Not to mention, you get to wear scrubs and that would make for a happy Sam. I have always been drawn to holistic medicine and perhaps could work for a naturopath, which would suit me. There is no subject I find more fascinating that psychophysiology and maybe it would open the door for that down the road.
What else? what else? Hmm...
Oh, I was on my way home from school on Saturday when I saw a lot of people marching with signs down the road. I ended up joining them and attending my very first rally conducted entirely in Spanish. At one point, they broke out with a song and all I could do was swayback and forth. It was pretty awesome. There were lots of minute men protesting and shouting the pledge of allegiance. Speaking of ethnocentricity...
Turns out some of my christian co-workers have spoken in tongues! They readily admitted this to me for some unknown reason. I said that it was okay and that many of the so called primitive cultures embrace the same traditions. They wrinkled their faces. They do that a lot. This opened up the discussion about which is more important, being "saved" or living an honorable life. There was nothing surprising about their answer. I tried to point out how flawed that logic is. Does anyone see the difference in saying Christianity is the true religion vs. believing that white people are the supreme race? The fact that people fail to see this scares the bejeebers out of me. To me, religion is like language. We have many different ones in this world but they all serve a similar purpose.
I've been aching to get back into volunteering lately. Per usual, I'd love to do some sort of outreach work. I have this awful habit of feeling obligated to work with underpriveleged kids, mainly because of my displaced childhood. I'm so sick of presenting a happy, shiny, G-rated version of myself though. I want something that allows me the freedom of being the smoking lesbian that I am. I'm meeting with two organizations despite my better judgement. I've thought about volunteering for hospice...we'll see. Either way, I desperately want to contribute somehow. My life feels off without it.
Speaking of philanthropy...
Turns out ASU has a VERY specific credit requirement for Social Work; so much so that I've removed that from my list of degree programs. I never expected to get rich being a philanthropist, but I don't think poverty is really my color either.
Karen pointed out that the only true challenge of graduating college is making it through the bureaucracy of advisors giving haphazard advice, office women reluctant to do their job, and the mounds of red tape tripping you at every turn. It's all so very daunting. For the first time in my life, I feel close to defeated. Truly, and it breaks my heart at the mere thought.
Born out of an absolute need for direction, the idea of nursing occurred to me. I had never considered such a female dominated field before now. The idea of getting a degree in something you are guaranteed to use is all too appealing these days. Not to mention, you get to wear scrubs and that would make for a happy Sam. I have always been drawn to holistic medicine and perhaps could work for a naturopath, which would suit me. There is no subject I find more fascinating that psychophysiology and maybe it would open the door for that down the road.
What else? what else? Hmm...
Oh, I was on my way home from school on Saturday when I saw a lot of people marching with signs down the road. I ended up joining them and attending my very first rally conducted entirely in Spanish. At one point, they broke out with a song and all I could do was swayback and forth. It was pretty awesome. There were lots of minute men protesting and shouting the pledge of allegiance. Speaking of ethnocentricity...
Turns out some of my christian co-workers have spoken in tongues! They readily admitted this to me for some unknown reason. I said that it was okay and that many of the so called primitive cultures embrace the same traditions. They wrinkled their faces. They do that a lot. This opened up the discussion about which is more important, being "saved" or living an honorable life. There was nothing surprising about their answer. I tried to point out how flawed that logic is. Does anyone see the difference in saying Christianity is the true religion vs. believing that white people are the supreme race? The fact that people fail to see this scares the bejeebers out of me. To me, religion is like language. We have many different ones in this world but they all serve a similar purpose.