Sleepy and Sad
Wow. Who would have thought that MJ would die-- or the stunningly huge response to his death? Those you jeered that he was a pedo now are all blogging RIP MJ and the like. I wonder how he got cardiac arrest...
I am stressed... there are so many things I want to do this summer and not enough time to do them all!
Working on painting a portrait of my father. Feel somewhat reluctant to do this considering that I talked to him today and he didn't give the slightest intent to financially support me in school. Nor did he even sound like he would help me find a car. I suppose he helped me a lot through college and feels that this has been enough to make up for not being a mature and sensible person for the other 16 years of my life. However, I feel that both of us have not grown up with each other and this has hindered us from developing a good bond in the first place. The economy has been terrible and has hit him quite hard. Actually, I am a terrible person for expecting financial support from him. He doesn't have a steady source of income and still has to support my grandparents. This was quite terrible of me to even ask him. Oh damn. He will probably feel worse at receiving a portrait... it's not like that would pay his bills, either.
Visiting my Grandparents for a good week. I told my grandparents that I was going to medical school in Buffalo, NY. They sounded really confused, because they were sure I was doing dental. Especially my proud grandfather who was shocked that I wasn't going to a name brand school. Gasppp- no ive league? They didn't even congratulate me. I guess congratulating me for finishing mit was the only thing worth congratulating. Whatever. They have my cousin to fulfill their hopes. But my grandfather asked me several times to come visit them before I left... because I wouldn't get to see them for another 4 years. That was slightly saddening.
I really, truly worry that I am sacrificing too much for medical school. I'm losing the rest of my life. I'll always be running around, and I won't be around to be with the people who care about me. I won't get to spent a lot of time with my kids, if I get to have kids. I'll be far away from my mom, won't be able to continue to try to make a relationship with my father, spend time with my grandparents, or see my friends. Oh gosh, I am getting teary as I write...
Go to MIT. I want to personally thank my profs who wrote letters for me. Not to mention see Hannah, Grace, Blake, and anyone else who is up there in beantown.
DRIVERS LICENSE. OMG. I HAVE TO GET IT BEFORE I LEAVE OTHERWISE I AM SCREWED. I have to get pre-licensing class done so I can arrange for a test... then there's passing that darn thing.
Go out and have fun!!!
I am stressed... there are so many things I want to do this summer and not enough time to do them all!
Working on painting a portrait of my father. Feel somewhat reluctant to do this considering that I talked to him today and he didn't give the slightest intent to financially support me in school. Nor did he even sound like he would help me find a car. I suppose he helped me a lot through college and feels that this has been enough to make up for not being a mature and sensible person for the other 16 years of my life. However, I feel that both of us have not grown up with each other and this has hindered us from developing a good bond in the first place. The economy has been terrible and has hit him quite hard. Actually, I am a terrible person for expecting financial support from him. He doesn't have a steady source of income and still has to support my grandparents. This was quite terrible of me to even ask him. Oh damn. He will probably feel worse at receiving a portrait... it's not like that would pay his bills, either.
Visiting my Grandparents for a good week. I told my grandparents that I was going to medical school in Buffalo, NY. They sounded really confused, because they were sure I was doing dental. Especially my proud grandfather who was shocked that I wasn't going to a name brand school. Gasppp- no ive league? They didn't even congratulate me. I guess congratulating me for finishing mit was the only thing worth congratulating. Whatever. They have my cousin to fulfill their hopes. But my grandfather asked me several times to come visit them before I left... because I wouldn't get to see them for another 4 years. That was slightly saddening.
I really, truly worry that I am sacrificing too much for medical school. I'm losing the rest of my life. I'll always be running around, and I won't be around to be with the people who care about me. I won't get to spent a lot of time with my kids, if I get to have kids. I'll be far away from my mom, won't be able to continue to try to make a relationship with my father, spend time with my grandparents, or see my friends. Oh gosh, I am getting teary as I write...
Go to MIT. I want to personally thank my profs who wrote letters for me. Not to mention see Hannah, Grace, Blake, and anyone else who is up there in beantown.
DRIVERS LICENSE. OMG. I HAVE TO GET IT BEFORE I LEAVE OTHERWISE I AM SCREWED. I have to get pre-licensing class done so I can arrange for a test... then there's passing that darn thing.
Go out and have fun!!!