Numbro Uno

I'm moving my blog from MSN... So I'm Just going to move my initial post and this weeks stuff

I have to be honest in that I have had many previous blog attempts in the past, all failed… horribly. I’m making a promise to myself that I won’t let this one go down in flames the way the others did. Blogging is truly therapeutic either as the author or the reader of someone else’s blog. I’m going to start this one like I started the others but with one little change. I won’t focus on how intelligent I sound or what type of audience I want to read this. I’ll just be me for a change.

So… where to begin? I’m a 21 year old sometime student full time desk surfer from Dallas. I don’t really know where I’m going yet much less how I’m going to get there. For as long as I can remember I’ve wanted to help people… in any way I can. I decided a long time ago that before I ever thought about having children I would adopt. I think there are just too many kids in this world that don’t have anyone to call family, children starving, sleeping on the streets and just not being loved.

My best friend Katie and I would love to spend our entire lives helping people. We’ve always said we wanted to spend at least a year in Russia at the orphanages, time in Africa with Aids patients, maybe do some teaching in more remote areas and just whatever else might come to mind. Unfortunately, it’s a little bit more difficult to do these things than just deciding to do it. It cost so much just to fly over there and then to find housing and food. I’m working on my nursing degree before going on to med school (so that I will be able to work part time and still afford to eat) and would absolutely love to do Doctors Without Borders. I honestly don’t know if I’ll ever be able to do things like that… It’s hard enough taking a couple of classes at night after coming home from work. I don’t know how some people do it. To top it all off I have this immense fear of failing and I don’t like to do things alone. Presently I’m trying to convince my friend to move 2 hours north to the middle of nowhere to go to school with me. Pretty crazy, right? I know. I just don’t like new things. I’m perfectly capable of doing things on my own, and once I get started there’s no stopping me… It’s just that little starting period that freaks me out.

Once I finish school I know I’ll be able to do all the things I want to and more. It just seems like such a long time from now. I have to double the normal amount of time it would take because I have to work full time so I can only take half of the classes one would normally take. If any of you out there feel you would like to help me out with my tuition, I’ll take it in a second, I’ll give you a free physical once I’ve finished.

I have the strangest gift for remembering the strangest things, trivia, theme songs… you name it, and I can probably tell you some stupid fact about it. I have this strange obsession with all things military and war related esp. WWII. I can sit and watch the history channel for days it seems.

Any hoot… that’s probably more than you ever really wanted to know about me. Come back though… keep me on my bloggin’ toes!





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