Day 2: 9 Things About You.
#1. I’ve always had an interest in the medical field as a career. When I was little, I wanted to be a neurosurgeon… It always freaked out my parents and teachers because most elementary school kids want to be a police officer, doctor, firefighter, mailman, etc… things that are general. When I got to high school, my interest shifted to sports medicine after learning about athletic trainers and the things that they do. That’s where my interest has laid ever since.
#2. I hate marriage. Maybe this comes from having a mother who was not married for the duration of my life. Maybe it’s because her first husband was terrible. Not sure… but, I can say that I don’t like it because I look at it logically. First, the wedding- a HUGE waste of money. There is no logical need to spend more than $1,000 on a ceremony that is once-in-a-lifetime (perfect world), let alone spending $20,000, $30,000, $50,000, or more! SAVE IT FOR SOMETHING USEFUL. I see it this way— spend $30,000 on a wedding, or use that $30,000 to have your first place with the person with whom you want to be with forever (perfect world). Second, divorce- HUGE-ER waste of money. So you end up finding out that Mr. Perfect isn’t perfect, or maybe you guys just grow apart… IT HAPPENS. It’s something you need to be able to accept and consider as a possibility, no matter hoe well things seem to go. People are unpredictable… I’m not being a pessimist, I’m just looking at it realistically. Why would you want to waste money, time, and emotions fighting someone in court over a blender? (Lame example, I know— you get the point.) If you are with someone, and you love them… and you want to be with them forever… you don’t need a piece of paper and a judge or priest to tell you that you are. Just do it. All I’m saying.
#3. I’m a sucker for nostalgia. I reminisce daily, about everything. I miss the past every day, I always sit and think, “man, I wish I could re-live that time…”
#4. I cried on my 16th birthday. Why? Because I was mortified that life was over and that soon I would be as old as my mom. I hate getting older. (note: this is different than growing up. I’m content to mature [at least mentally], just not so keen on physically.) I don’t want to miss anything, and I want to make every experience as meaningful as possible… ‘cause it will all be over soon.
#5. I. am. terrified. of. dying.
#6. For the first time I really believe that I’ve found the one person who completely understands me, never judges me, and wants to be with me for as long as we have together. I love it.
#7. I hate that I am bi-racial. Hate, hate, hate, hate it. I’ve always wanted to be caucasian, ever since I was in elementary school. I believe its similar to the need / desire that people who are born “the wrong gender” feel… It’s just the strongest feeling inside of me that I’m wrong, and I don’t belong this way. When I was little, I hated my mom for doing this to me. When I was in middle school it switched, and I began hating myself and somewhat regret being born because of this “mistake.” Now, I don’t feel either way, I just know it’s wrong, and it’s not what I wanted.
#8. I miss Volleyball (and being active in general) more than I’ve ever missed anything in my entire life… and I have nobody to blame besides myself.
#9. My number one goal in life isn’t necessarily to be successful, but to be happy, share my time with someone who loves me and to live somewhere relaxing and tropical. Hawaii sounds like a good place to start (=
