The Lamp of Learning...

Hello again.
Here I am, my first Friday off in a while. I attempted sleeping in, but my circadian rhythm is set at about 522-636a.m., so I woke up at 723a. I haven't really been sleeping well, though. The other night I woke up at 1159p in a frantic thinking I was late, then again at 155a and 400a. I will admit my bed feels more comfortable than it ever has before! OMG- I crawled in on Sunday night after a long week, and the comfortableness was so surreal. It's not like I haven't been sleeping on this bed for months now, but I've grown a new appreciation for it this week!

Politics-Smolitics. Yeah, yeah. Barack Obama is our President. Okay. May the 361+/- Electoral College votes prove me wrong. As we all know, politics is a sensitive subject, and it's iffy to bring it up. Well, if someone else brings it up to me, I will rebuttal, exercising my 1st Amendment. You know why? ...because I have not been given one legitimate reason for voting for Obama. All I've heard is, "It's time for a change." HELLO-any new president will be a change.

I went home to vote because I was worried my absentee ballot wouldn't come in time. Plus, I hadn't been home in 2+ months and was missing my roots. It was my first go at this voting thing since I was a month shy of 18 for Bush-Kerry, and the whole mix up of being registered in 2 places at once. I went in there, standing tall, praying everyone was voting for McCain. We have the paper ballots where you complete the arrow. (If you watched the news, you saw that West Palm Beach were having discrepancies with those arrows. They weren't sure how to feel them out. IDIOTS. There's an example at the top!! Go FL!!) Anyway, I stared at my ballot for which seemed like eternity, just frightened that my hand would somehow fill in the arrow for Obama-Biden, and that they wouldn't give me another ballot! After rechecking it 47 times, I completed my first ballot!!!!!!

Then, I run to Verizon to pick up a car charger. I run into the biggest jock football player from high school. Small talk...blah blah. Then, he asks who I voted for. Why dude? It was none of his business, but spreading my McCain-Palin love, I told him.

"McCain!?" (as if in shock) "Why not Barack Obama?"
"Because I'm not a democrat."
"OH, you must have that money, then?"
"No, that's a common misconception."
"Look at you writing that check."
Really, guy? I'm writing a check because I don't even have 20 bucks in cash. That doesn't indicate wealth.
"Actually, I just don't want to live in a socialist country."
"Aw naw, I'm not mad at you."

I'm thinking I don't care what you think. You're ignorant. Republicans are not full of all this money. Like we're running down the street throwing it in the air yelling "I've got money!!" We believe in working hard to get where we do, and come by it honestly.

This is why I can't keep my mouth shut anymore. People are SOOO mislead. I'm doing my part by trying to teach/advocate/persuade (hah...jk!)

At clinical the other day, I had a man who was a combat medic. He was laughing at us for using gloves for cholesterol checks because they never used them in Iraq. Granted, he was in the heat of the moment and didn't have time to don gloves, but I'm watching out for me! You would amazed at the grown men who were afraid of lancets. "I hate needles. Please don't hurt me." (I'm not mocking them, just surprised.) Needless to say, most of them told me they couldn't even feel it! Yeauh! Anyway, I thanked this militant for serving for our country. He asked if I vote yesterday. "Yes, of course, but it didn't do me that good." (Sorry, I was a little bitter!)

He comments back, "At least you're exercising the right that I fight to give you." Aw, it gives me chills thinking about it. That's what people forget. Thanks to these men & women of all ages that fight for us and the good of humankind. We look after another because we care, as we should. I thanked him again.

I would like for you guys to always thank anyone in uniform or who serves our country.

The time I learned to take the initiative:

One weekend as a little squirt, my dad decided to teach my sister and I initiative. That, or he was just too lazy to pick up the garbage! Jk Dad.

In the living room, there was a piece of garbage on the floor. I'm wondering where my mom was because she would not have allowed it to sit there. I'm pretty positive it sat there from Saturday to Sunday. We all walked past it a million times. Who finally picked it up?! Me. Duh. So then dad goes off on this tangent on how he was testing us to take the initiative. Whether he really was or not, I've always picked garbage off the floor from then on. At work, I constantly pick up things to throw away. I would be fantastic at community service! Hahha...let's hope that never happens!

Last Friday was not my night...as if any night is.
I wasn't completely dressed in my Halloween costume, so I asked my friend to run in the gas station for me. After about 2.6 minutes, my credit card is lost. Oh great! We search high and low. I have to rush home, cancel my card. ...And if you've ever tried to report a card/cancel one, they always ask for the card #! Really?! How can I give you the card # w/out the card! After 40+ minutes, I cancel it. We drive to my friends house for a Halloween party. I lock my keys, purse, cell phone in my car. Luckily she had Triple A. 2 hrs later, we go downtown. My friend says we don't have to pay to park because it's night time even though we see people paying. A few hours later, we return to the car with a BOOT on it! AH! Somebody break a piece off the Kit Kat bar! Cut me a break! They didn't take checks, so my friend had to pay. Actually, he kind of deserved to pay because he lost my card! Hahha..

Anyway, I should end this novel. I have much more to say! I'll try to write some more this week!
Love!