Rambling...

Hello all. Life's been treating me pretty well lately, which I couldn't be more thankful for. (Hey, life, if you want to throw in a couple hundred bucks for a plane ticket to anywhere, that'd be absolutely fine with me, by the way.) So yeah...I haven't written here in a while and I have a lot on my mind (and some time to kill) so...HERE I AM.

I volunteered today in the ER and honestly, I feel more and more at home there every week. Even with all the sick people (and yelling, too...so much today!), the atmosphere of the hospital is just so loving. And loving is my area of expertise. :) Everybody says hi to everyone else and nobody is ever unwilling to lend a hand. It warms my heart to interact with the patients and to make them feel comfortable despite their ailments. Putting smiles on their faces makes me smile. Plus, the cases can get really interesting which is always cool to hear about. And (obviously) so many people come into the ER in great distress and being a part of their healing is so rewarding. Volunteering has done nothing but confirmed my desire to be a nurse. A nurse practitioner, to be specific.

However, today a patient proceeded to a point where healing could no longer stretch its arms and wrap them around him. He passed away. It all happened so quickly, too. All of a sudden I was helping one of the nurses pull a bed out of the chest pain room and this old man was rushed into it. The words "CODE BLUE" rang through the room. It was honestly so surreal to me. I was so used to watching these things on the Discovery Health channel. Doctors and nurses buzzed around the section of the hall adjacent to the room and I continued helping out, assuming everything would be fine and this old man, like the other patients, would be fine. Then one of the nurse's aids/my buddy was asking me in her thick Spanish accent if I wanted to help wrap the body. I had to ask her almost three times what she said because I didn't expect those words to escape her mouth (in her accent...ha). I helped wrap the body. I can't even begin to explain what it was like. It was so somber yet casual at the same time. It filled my head with curiosity. Of all the thoughts that flurried in my head, I made myself certain that this man had a full and beautiful life.

Moving on...I'm very much looking forward to the start of the new school year. I heard today that the principals of a few schools in town did a little switcheroo, which I personally think is stupid mainly because it's my senior year and I'd like to keep things the way they were for the past three years. Anyway, I think the principal of one of the elementary schools will be our new principal...? And I'm going to have a new guidance counselor as well...ugh. And we have a crappy new superintendent. Yay. But I really do love school; so nevertheless, I'm excited. Setting my future in stone is also a biggie...

I am ALSO excited to see Angel Taylor in a couple weeks. I'm really looking forward to venturing to Philly once again; I can't tell you how much I love traveling. Just the variety and diversity of different places fascinates me. I long to know all their secrets and their treasures. But yeah, I'll be in Philly with my darling that day and we'll FINALLY get to hang out with Ash! ...And HOPEFULLY HOPEFULLY HOPEFULLY, Miranda can make it there. I MISS HER. And the next day we'll be seeing Angel in NY...woot.

Oh, speaking of traveling, I'm going camping in Virginia tomorrow with Sherine + her 'rents until Tuesday...yay! I haven't been camping in forever, so it should be interesting, among other things; haha. Plus it'll probably be beautiful. I can't wait! :)

AND Amy and Reese are coming back here in September!!!! <3

...Hm...somehow my intentions for this blog have been lost...I ate dinner in between writing this so my thoughts have somehow strayed after writing about today...

I hope whoever's reading this is doing well!