Archive for July, 2007

July 27th, 2007

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July 19th, 2007

Poetry in Everything

The rain fell in scattered drops which started the ending to a miserable storm
Walking with crab written all over her face, she tried to stay out of the storms way
The dominating steps over to the untouched and dry building led to the fall for disaster
The one word that came out, SHIT…almost too naturally
Completely naturally, it sounded good.
On alert like a tiger and a piranha, she scribbled out in her mind the ideal crayola world
SHIT It didn’t work
On alert like a deadly snake, she created the picture.
The water drops ruined the picture like tears falling on a freshly written love letter.
SHIT It didn’t work.
The paper left soiled and the colors ran with each other on to the ground.
You think that those colors would create something magical…perhaps they would have fled to the ground and slowly colored the world…
She bended down as low as possible pondering what the next step was
Springing up in the air higher than you would even care to imagine she splashed everyone and everything.
No colors, just the lamp posts to the side…the moon shining in the distance…and finally a smile to unsoil the night.

July 19th, 2007

I don’t want to have one job, I want to have more than one. (not simultaneously) I have more than one passion so it makes sense. I want to have kids running around. I don’t want them to be brats. I am what I am therefore I am. I can be a tart, sweet on the outside, but sometimes sour on the inside. It’s all about the freedom of speech and nothing but the truth. I think that when I glare at you you should follow accordingly to what I say. I want to see all the seven wonders. I have always wanted to go up in a hot air balloon. I love trivia/mind games, and I really like video games. I like it when you know exactly what I’m talking about. I like the idea of hot sultry love. I want to sing karaoke at the top of my lungs. I don’t like slipping outside while walking towards the lightning. TO BE CONTINUED…

July 15th, 2007

So I basically can’t eat anything here at Lake Forest. The food at the diner gives me an upset stomach and you know what follows after that… I thought I was better after a nap I had taken, but I was wrong. I’ve been trying to keep my options open, but it’s been hard with the limited amount of choices. (compared to UMD + Georgetown of course where you’ll find everything) I ate a cream cheese bagel today which was nothing to be proud of since I didn’t finish…it tasted like 2-week old cream cheese. (The cream cheese is left out in a bowl on top of some melted ice, who knows how long it was there for) I’m thinking about trying a PB&J, but I know it won’t fill me up.

Aside from the food, I actually get to see stars at night. It’s a beautiful town…the houses must be worth millions and the beach is like walking into a private piece of land that someone special saved for you.

Ok time to rally….love you all.

July 11th, 2007

My Pot of Gold

This past conference was amazing. I didn’t think that this group would add up to the group that I had last, but they did. This summer my goal is/was to give these students the time of their lives, who knew that I would get the same experience out of this internship. On the last day, there were two final ceremonies, one that included a keynote speaker and the other which consisted of farewells and a power point which had pictures of everything that happened over the past ten days. Once we went back into our break-out rooms, my kids decided to pull a little surprise. Two of my kids picked me up and ran me down the hallway into our break-out room at the medical school. Inside there was a little surprise for me =) They bought me chocolates and flowers, both of which almost brought me to tears. They also bought me a million dollar bill and a card signed by all of them.

Later on we worked on our Pot O’ Gold’s, which is exactly like signing the back of a yearbook. On of my students wrote on mine…

“Marian,

It was an honor to meet such an amazing person as you. I love how you bring a sense of joy to those around you. Standing in the background I noticed how much of an influence you were to each and everyone of us. Thank you so much Marian for everything you have done. The world does have great people.

Sincerely, Tyler H.”

I now understand why people decide to teach for the rest of their lives…I understand why compassion is so necessary in the medical field.

I affected someone, and they affected me. What’s a better gift than that?