yes, we can

i could barely contain my excitement when obama was announced president tonight. his victory speech nearly brought tears to my eyes and placed a huge smile on my face. never have i been more proud to say that i'm an american before tonight. i'm placing huge faith in this guy. end of story.

wow, it's been helluv days since i updated this thing.

well, since this whole obama victory has gotten me all pumped up i might as well start another seemingly meaningful rant that'll probably just sound like super cheesy bull when i reread it two weeks from now.

working at the hospital these past two weeks have brought me to a new realization of why i've chosen to take the career path that i have. walking into the er, i saw a little girl struggling to walk and crying with each step she took. going into the ccu and icu for the first time was definitely a shock to the system. it is so much different than what you see on tv or in the movies. and seeing family members and friends crying because their loved ones are dying or seriously injured is probably the hardest. helping people (or at least the want to) has always come naturally to me, but it's always been at a somewhat petty level. the most i've ever done is offer words of comfort and advice, and maybe a band aid or two. seeing all these people just awakened a whole new sense of sympathy in me. it hurts seeing other people suffering, and now i'm beginning to understand what my mom meant when she told me that i need a warm heart if i actually wanted to pursue nursing. (which is funny since i've never really taken my mom's words into this much consideration). i can't do that job without being sympathetic. if i did, i'd only be disgusted by what i saw and did. what good is doing something i hate for the rest of my life and have everyone around me know that i hated it? honestly, i'd rather just be at the hospital most of the time these days. is this passion? or just another phase? for the love of god, i hope it's the former.