i remember that

one year ago i was scrambling to get my application in for the school that i now attend. i just talked with my lovely friend amanda who is currently doing the same. i remember it all so well: the feeling of disorder and chaos, drowning in forms and transcripts and references; forcing myself to sit down and just write the damn essay, no matter how generic and tired the questions were; the glorious freedom that came when i finally just sent it off once and for all, knowing that i had done what i could and my fate now lay in someone else's hands.

i will tell you this: i am soooo glad that part is over. it is still debatable whether or not i'm glad that i got in... now i spend my weekends in cold, abandoned university buildings reading giant pathophysiology textbooks half my body weight in size. i just hope that when i'm done i feel like it was worth it. i just want my life to make a difference to the people i work with. i want to be competent at my job, i want to enjoy it and know that i'm good at it. i want to make life better for people who are in crummy situations.

i hope being here now will make this possible in the end.

on a different note, our first batch of homebrew will be ready in 3 weeks. we siphoned it from the bucket into the carboy yesterday, and i got a hefty taste in the process... i think it's going to be pretty good. i like learning how to make new things.