This won't be funny. At least I'm not planning on it being that way.

I've had an interesting week. It's only half over but I've managed to NOT do a lot more than I actually HAVE done in a whole week's time. I'm sitting at my desk at school, looking at all the books I've collected over the last 6 years; chemistry, physics, physiology, anatomy, biology, nutrition, and my mind rushes back to past times. Times of stress from having to learn insane amounts of information, only to spit it out on a scan tron then forget it the next morning. Times of grief from having to spend beautiful afternoons inside memorizing cellular mechanisms and pretending to understand them as I stumble my way through pages and pages of research. And of course the good times. All the times I left my desk, with papers unwritten, power point slides unstudied, research unread, and quizzes untaken, to take the afternoon off to go pedal my bicycle around Utah county.


I have class right now, but my deep personal soul searching isn't over.....to be continued...