Hope

Totally random. But there's this new girl working part time at our office. For what I understand, she was not offered the job, it was more of an agreement between her boss and my office manager, so arraignments were made, and she now works doing office support a few hours daily. Aside from the fact that I think it was unfair to just impose the change upon her. Now I see her being sent to the kitchen to make coffee for someone. I hope that no matter where I'm at in life, I never acquire the attitude of treating certain people as if they are beneath me, as if I owned their time just because they work for me.

Exhausted and Hungry

Yes that's what I am. I've been all business this week, performing good at work, while dedicating all of the rest of my time to studying and completing assignments. It can get quite frustrating actually, I went to sleep at 4 am last night completing an assignment I thought would be a piece of cake, so yes, I'm exhausted here at work today. I feel bad about L and doggy, because I need to dedicate time for to the 2 live beings that share my life with me and complete it.

But then, I'm hungry. I'm incredibly hungry for a chance and a change. I'm hungry for what I want, it keeps me up at night, completing those assignments, it's fresh in my head when I go to bed. I want this so bad, it feels like an uncontrollable hunger, a need that takes a hold of mostly everything in my life. My eyes are tired, but my heart it's where it belongs. I just hope I can keep calm and sane, while juggling everything in between, and I'm able to cross to the other side triumphant. To achieve one's goals, without damaging or sacrificing the very essential things that matter the most to us... That would be my triumph. That would be life at its best, for that I'm hungry, and happy to have only slept a bit more than 3 hours to face the day... So that I can drag myself one inch today... That's one inch closer on a road where my destination is miles away.

Of things we love and hate

There is certainly a hell on earth, to me, it so happens to be my cubicle, where I'm surrounded by mountains of papers, cases where people need judicial intervention in order to solve their problems or disputes. I know, I should be thankful, and damn right I am, the job is honest, decent, somewhat complex and even a bit challenging at times, but alas, is not where my heart is.

There is this sense, a feeling of breaking your spirit, every day a little bit, by doing repeatedly, something you feel you're not meant to do. There is, for the most part a feeling of emptiness and a lack of meaning and purpose... But it could be worse, after all I do have a nice job and a caring boss.

There's nothing else I can do, except to work hard and try my best, no matter how long it takes, I just have to keep at it, because after all, that's the only way I can feel like there's some sense of direction... The right direction that it.

No more than some rain...

That's what Tropical Storm Isaac ended up being. I had a chance to be at home with L and doggy, we just lounged and watched TV. It was good because it forced me to relax right before starting classes ( which is today). Upon my return to work, I heard people saying how thankful they were to god that nothing happened to their house or their cars... So I guess, that because god was busy watching over my coworkers suburbans, their pools and tiled roof, well he was not aware 24 people were dying in Haiti alone as a consequence to the storm.

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Using blogsy for the first time. I though this was going to help me change the look of the blog. Apparently not.

Anyhow, it seems Tropical Storm Isaac has postpone the Republican Natinal Convention. Oh well, hopefully the bad weather will keep some bigotry away.

 

 

 

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So, i've been following this very interesting blog, written by an attending since he was in MS3.  The guy talks about the sad, the horrifying, and touching experiences that have taken place during his training.  I can't help but to feel jealous...No one knows how fast I would trade my lame cubicle, for the hallways of a hospital...sighs... Soon, that's all I can say, soon....