“Ten years? Thats alot..”
“Not really…its not like I’m skipping those ten years of my life or anything..”

Thats how the conversation with my parents started out a few nights ago, as I declared my final college choice and ‘career path’ to them, and yes it was medicine and yep so far it is to become a surgeon (69.8424% sure), which does take, I’m estimating a little over 10 years. I remember when I was around 7 or 8 year old I always told everyone I would be a doctor similar to what I see a lot of little kids doing right now, and like most parents mine would always agree with my statement. Well things began to change, around the age of 12 I met my cousin, a computer fanatic. He did everything from program to hack and soon enough he became a kind of role model to me. And since the day I met him to now I have expanded my knowledge in design, coding, and IT in general. From designing whole stationary systems for companies to coding simple scripts it all became part of my life, but what most people didn’t know was my inside fascination for a career in medicine. The fact that I can help people, change lives, and at the same time have an intense, exciting job always intrigued me.  Also another part little issue I have is that I always want to learn more about every field I can.  Personally I think (no offense to any computer science majors) that programming, SEO, business management, design, etc etc can be self taught to a certain extent, much like my cousin did, and careers in medicine I believe can certainly NOT be self taught.

Anyway getting a bit off topic.  The conversation with my parents a few nights ago was much different from many others we have had in the forgotten past.  This time they wanted to make sure I was ready for the long hours, and years it would take to accomplish my goal.  Another issue was how it would be financed, for which I have my own plans.  This summer I plan to shadow a few surgeons and find out how their lifestyle is like.

Ah this was a pretty random post, but yea, just wanted to say I’ve finalized Medicine as my career

Snow in March!?? Whats happening, global warming or climate changes or is it that theory from 10 years ago.. El Nino? Okay, so for some people this may not be the most amazing phenomenon but the region of the of the country I currently reside in has not seen snow for years and to see it in March is simply amazing. I remember back around Christmas time how news reporters were constantly blabbing on about a white Christmas which never happened, and then the 15 minutes of snow that hit about two months ago wasn’t much either but last night was good enough to keep my content. About 2:45 on Friday, as I stood outside school talking to a few friends, hail began to fail. Around 8 hours later snow began to fall. The first thing I did was grab a camera, call a few friends, and run outside. We sat around outside a while and then drove around the city…yea I know its a bit ‘lame’ but it was exciting! After about a hour or two I returned home with a snowball..hit my dad on the stomach with it, and must say had a pretty content day.

And oh yea, I never thought that ever individual flake of snow was actually shaped like a nice star snowflake. The above is a picture of my jacket..not so great but you can see the little star shaped snow.

Everyday I walk outside and see people. People mowing their lawn, taking their children to school, officers protecting those people from other people, and all of these people are physically present, they can be touched, heard, felt, smelled, whatever. They are the people that make up the world around me, and it is their actions that at many times determine the outcome of my day, mood, and philosophy. Or is it so? Sometimes, no most of the time, these people have no impact on me. Their feelings and needs I understand, or at least I think I understand, but the inevitable truth is that the importance of their feelings are at many times nothing to me. And for this reason maybe they bring their life, relationship, financial, etc, problems towards me, because I believe when one has no true connection with another the advice that is given is most often unbiased, to the point, and in the end usually helpful. But when the individual coming towards you is one with which you are connected beyond just that of just a physical presence, the mind wanders. You think of what to say, and how to say it..when to say it, and before saying it you want the words coming out to be of higher importance then anyone else’s. But what if this person does not even hold a physical presence with you, and what if they haven’t ever occupied the space around you, but yet they are the prime motive behind your thoughts, mood, and actions. The person’s every word and thought holds such vital importance that to keep your own thoughts and actions focused you must keep that person…’content?’. And when the person isn’t at his or her home I feel an emptiness inside of me. My humor, mood, and willingness to work decline, and the only thing I can think of, or imagine, is of what that person is doing at the moment, and when he or she will return, and what is weird is that they have never been physically present in the first place, so their displacement from point A to B shouldn’t make a difference in my mindset because it has not affected me in any known way, but it still does. The person’s mental presence holds a greater presence that any physical one ever has upon me. The connection is so strong that all others are kept at a distance.

Unedited. Unrevised writing.

Hmm.. I know the above sounds weird and probably makes no sense at all but their is great signficance behind it, and I just had to let out a flow of thought onto the blog.

I’m still sane.

About two weeks ago I decided I should update the theme on Medilogy and add a few more plugins.  I tried out a new FTP program and began to upload files to update Wordpress, and the transfer stopped in the middle, and thats when I knew I was in for a problem.  Half of the files were now from the older Wordpress and the other half from the latest version.  Well the FTP program kept disconnecting, and me being the impatient person I am, kept hitting the reconnect button faster than Bush wasting money in Iraq.  The end result was that my host banned me from all his servers and for the last two weeks I have not been able to access Medilogy.  The one article I was able to write was from what little free time I had at school.  Two days ago I switched to a new host, got the transfer done with the help of a friend, and YAY can finally access Medilogy again.  Sorry once again for updating slowly, but ah senior year, its pretty hectic.