just_muse_me - 23-Bonus3 [Day 4 | Week 1]
Saturday August 29th, 2009
Dear journal:
So this is my first entry. I haven't written in anything like a diary since 4th grade I think it was. Why I've decided to do it again, who knows. It might be to sort of keep in touch with myself a lot more.
So I guess I'm going to write about my day.
It was a good one, I think. I mean, it wasn't better than yesterday nor was it worse. It was.. just.. good.
...I think I need to get used to this whole diary thing. I think I'll stop here, 'cause I'll admit... this is just weird. Like talking to myself. But we all do it.
I'll most likely post some 'juice' within the week.
Monday August 31st, 2009
Dear journal:
Alright, so I missed yesterday, but I had a lot of other things on my mind. Being a physician means I barely have time for myself, let alone a diary of some sort to write out my day.
But I'm not feeling so great. I think I'm starting to have feelings for my boss.
I cannot believe I just wrote that. But I need to stay honest with myself. If I'm not, well, then that would defeat the purpose of this thing.
Anyways, I think my feelings were clearer a few days after mine and House's monster truck date-but-not-date date. That night, everything was drama-free. He wasn't a jerk either.
. . .
I think I'm starting to feel too comfortable with this thing. It's only been 2 entries and I actually wrote out some 'juice' like I SUPPOSE I promised. I'm not one to break promises, but this is kind of ridiculous. It's pretty obvious that I fear someone will get a hold of it..
1 week. Just 1 week. I'll burn this thing after that.
Wednesday September 2nd, 2009
Dear diary:
No more sugar-coating this thing. Who am I kidding? It's a diary, and even though there is a fine line between a diary and a journal...
Alright, so for a lot of people, it costs them almost all they have to go up to someone they like and reveal their feelings. For me it's a little different. I mean, you gotta have moxie, sure, but I think it's such a relief to just... let it out.
So today I asked House if he liked me.
It was pretty awkward, and I wasn't too pleased with the answer he gave... but I suppose that because I found out for myself, I feel good.
Saturday September 5th, 2009
Dear diary: It's been a full week since I've had you.
I haven't written in this thing everyday on account of my busy life, but I guess that's why I should make this last entry worthy of my time.
I want to write about something good. Something that makes me feel good. Like how many patients I've helped out, how many I've saved. The effort the team as well as myself put in to really help those in need. It feels good to save a life, truly. I can sleep better at night, knowing what I've done, but being happy and satisfied with what I'm apart of is just a bonus. I like knowing that a loved one will be able to smile again. I like knowing that just one more person will live another day healthily. I love knowing that a child, a parent, a grandparent, a person... will be okay today.
Dear journal:
So this is my first entry. I haven't written in anything like a diary since 4th grade I think it was. Why I've decided to do it again, who knows. It might be to sort of keep in touch with myself a lot more.
So I guess I'm going to write about my day.
It was a good one, I think. I mean, it wasn't better than yesterday nor was it worse. It was.. just.. good.
...I think I need to get used to this whole diary thing. I think I'll stop here, 'cause I'll admit... this is just weird. Like talking to myself. But we all do it.
I'll most likely post some 'juice' within the week.
Monday August 31st, 2009
Dear journal:
Alright, so I missed yesterday, but I had a lot of other things on my mind. Being a physician means I barely have time for myself, let alone a diary of some sort to write out my day.
But I'm not feeling so great. I think I'm starting to have feelings for my boss.
I cannot believe I just wrote that. But I need to stay honest with myself. If I'm not, well, then that would defeat the purpose of this thing.
Anyways, I think my feelings were clearer a few days after mine and House's monster truck date-but-not-date date. That night, everything was drama-free. He wasn't a jerk either.
. . .
I think I'm starting to feel too comfortable with this thing. It's only been 2 entries and I actually wrote out some 'juice' like I SUPPOSE I promised. I'm not one to break promises, but this is kind of ridiculous. It's pretty obvious that I fear someone will get a hold of it..
1 week. Just 1 week. I'll burn this thing after that.
Wednesday September 2nd, 2009
Dear diary:
No more sugar-coating this thing. Who am I kidding? It's a diary, and even though there is a fine line between a diary and a journal...
Alright, so for a lot of people, it costs them almost all they have to go up to someone they like and reveal their feelings. For me it's a little different. I mean, you gotta have moxie, sure, but I think it's such a relief to just... let it out.
So today I asked House if he liked me.
It was pretty awkward, and I wasn't too pleased with the answer he gave... but I suppose that because I found out for myself, I feel good.
Saturday September 5th, 2009
Dear diary: It's been a full week since I've had you.
I haven't written in this thing everyday on account of my busy life, but I guess that's why I should make this last entry worthy of my time.
I want to write about something good. Something that makes me feel good. Like how many patients I've helped out, how many I've saved. The effort the team as well as myself put in to really help those in need. It feels good to save a life, truly. I can sleep better at night, knowing what I've done, but being happy and satisfied with what I'm apart of is just a bonus. I like knowing that a loved one will be able to smile again. I like knowing that just one more person will live another day healthily. I love knowing that a child, a parent, a grandparent, a person... will be okay today.