Leaving on a jet plane...

January 08 2006

This song rocks my face off. Pretend it says 23 years, loading up a buick, and change the sister to a brother and it pretty much fits. and in case you want to know, the artist is carrie underwood.




18 years have come and gone
For momma they flew by
But for me they just drug on
We were loading up that Chevy
Both tryin' not to cry
Momma kept on talking
Putting off good-bye
Then she took my hand and said
Baby don't forget

Before you hit the highway
You better stop for gas
There's a 50 in ashtray
In case you run short on cash
Here's a map and here's a Bible
If you ever loose your way

Just one more thing before you leave
Don't forget to remember me

This downtown apartment sure makes me miss home
and those bills there on the counter
Remind me I'm on my own

And just like every Sunday I called momma up last night
And even when it's not, I tell her everything's alright
Before we hung up I said
Hey momma, don't forget to tell my baby sister I'll see her in the fall
And tell mee-mal that I miss her
Yeah, I should give her a call
And make sure you tell Daddy that I'm still his little girl
Yeah I still feel like I'm where I'm supposed to be
Don't forget to remember me

Tonight I find myself kneeling by the bed to pray
I haven't done this in a while
So I don't know what to say but
Lord I feel so small some times in this big ol' place
I know there are more important things, but
Don't forget to remember me
Don't forget to remember me



I'm kind of grateful that the January class is cancelled; I need a longer break from Leslie. Don't get me wrong, I have respect for the woman as a mentor, Child Life Specialist, and as a person. However, her style of teaching and going about business can be frustrating when she is the only teacher we have. In order to maintain my sanity, I think it is best that I wait until February to see her again.


So I've been in a bit of a "freak-out" mode with these internship applications. In the end, I only applied to three hospitals. Translation: I wasted $15 in transcript requests from Olivet. But in some cases I doubt that I really wanted to do my internship there. I would have liked to have been offered one of the hospitals in Minnesota, but they do get a ton of applicants and there were other places I would much rather do my internship, so why waste their time and my time? I would really like to get St. Louis, but I am scared about the expense. I am what some might call "fiscally challenged." And word on the street (and by that I mean from their application information) is that it is pretty expensive to rent for just a few months out there.


I would really like to get University of Iowa because it is very practical but also very functional. I would like to get East Tennessee because, well let's face it, I love Tennessee and it's a great hospital. But maybe it would do me good to be home and get my feet wet.


So in all this hoopla surrounding the perpetual "where am I going to end up" question, I have to consider the possibility that I might not get offered an internship. Statistically, it is highly unlikely. However, it is possible. I don't know what I will do if I don't get an internship for the summer. I can always wait and apply again for the fall, including more hospitals that I previously did not consider. I wish I had applied to some California hospitals after all. There are a lot of great ones out here, and I love California. But there is also greater competition for those.


If I end up at any of the three hospitals, and receive a job offer at the end of it, I will probably take it. Of course, I will continue to apply to my dream hospital of St. Jude, but I need to take the offers when they come as they are so limited.
Well now that I am all checked in for my flights tomorrow, I am going back home to relax for a while. It's going to be a busy few weeks, especially since my dad is moving right when I come back here.
And I was mistaken; I will only be in 4 different airports tomorrow, instead of the 5 that I originally estimated.











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