Prayers, and food for thought

Yes, it's 1:41AM and here I am, when I said I'd go to bed at 11:30.

Ya know, I forgot to do my chores, and got to bed as soon as possible. But after running an errand with Mikhail, for things needed, I came home to get to bed... But I stumbled upon my Mom, Dad, and Seth all surrounding Mychael. He was having seizures, again. And it amazes me at how just today I was talking on the phone about a "made up" profession I'd told myself I'd get into. I always wanted to be a Phenobarbitalogist. It is COMPLETELY made up. It's not a profession. Phenobarbital is a medicine given to stop seizures, and prevent them... But how the heck does the stuff work?!

This has got me thinking. Brace yourselves... A thought process! I do want to do Psychology. Maybe even be a doctor for pediatric divisions. But I want to figure out why, and how these things do what they do. I just like figuring things out. Which is why I want to do Psychology especially. I like to understand people, and help them know why they think the way they think.. And why they do what they do. It's just always fascinated me.

Most would suspect that I would take my desired course of Music as a major for School, but I honestly think that I can do a recording and just start a career out of my singing, and piano playing. So I've decided to dedicate my paying dime to the cause of helping children. Psychology major with a focus on Children. It'll be absolutely worth in the end, I believe. And having a music background, I can help incorporate music with the thoughts of people, and how and why they DO think the way they do. It'll be great.

But this is going to be a rough patch. A hard one even. Bring it on, bring-it-on.


-N.May