The drink is refreshing; like the feeling of coming back home. I miss my family's abundance. We have 5 of everything. (Since my mom likes to buy everything in bulk; it's like living in a smaller Costco). I think it's funny how I couldn't see how good I had it until I moved out on my own. To illustrate my cluelesness to my previous abundance, I really thought every family had a second refrigerator or should get one. (Where else can you keep your Snapple at optimal chilling temperatures?). I had it good living here. You really never know what you have until it's gone.
But right now it's all back and I'm appreciating every little moment of visiting home. I'm enjoying the abundance. We have so much stuff.
We have stuff we don't even use. I guess that's why dad cleaned up the garage and now plans to donate all the stuff we dont use anymore to Goodwill. He wants me to look at my old stuff before he gives them away.
I see my old nursing books lying on the floor. I think to myself, "Wow. I can't believe I used to be a nursing student." It feels like a lifetime ago where constant tests and sleepless nights was the norm for me. (It's still the norm whenever I get into any relationship with a woman. BADUM TSSH!)
The nursing books are hard to look at. With only one semester short of graduating, I was devastated, lost and confused. These were the thoughts I had during that time:
-This is good! I don't think I wanted to be a nurse anyways!
-More lives will be saved.. Who would trust their life to a disinterested nurse anyways? Not me!
-Well, what do I want to be then? What else is there to do?
- Damn. I've spent my entire college life focused on becoming this.
-Am I a quitter?
-Am I a failure?
-I've let my parents down. All I want is to make them proud.
-I'm so lost
I went through a hard time trying to find myself, but eventually I discovered there is a life outside nursing school. I've actually discovered multiple lives. First, I recycled my nursing knowledge and used it to become a medical coder and claims adjuster. Then I found interest in the film arts (after shooting a nursing video for school project) and became an actor. I started out doing "background" work where I make small cameos in 90210 and disney shows. Shortly after, I went off to study acting, in depth, with the best of the best, Gregory Burg, in LA. (Thanks Yelp)
Now, I'm a writer (or at least trying to be).
I don't want to put a label on myself. Labels, like expectations, are dangerous. We get so attached to our labels sometimes that when life takes that away, we become lost.
But maybe that isn't such a bad thing. I've been told in order to find yourself, you must first lose yourself.
Lose yourself.. Hmmmm. I should write a book about that. Lose yourself to life, love.. and Snapple.
I take another sip.
Aaaaahhhhh. Refreshing.
-Am I a quitter?
-Am I a failure?
-I've let my parents down. All I want is to make them proud.
-I'm so lost
I went through a hard time trying to find myself, but eventually I discovered there is a life outside nursing school. I've actually discovered multiple lives. First, I recycled my nursing knowledge and used it to become a medical coder and claims adjuster. Then I found interest in the film arts (after shooting a nursing video for school project) and became an actor. I started out doing "background" work where I make small cameos in 90210 and disney shows. Shortly after, I went off to study acting, in depth, with the best of the best, Gregory Burg, in LA. (Thanks Yelp)
Now, I'm a writer (or at least trying to be).
I don't want to put a label on myself. Labels, like expectations, are dangerous. We get so attached to our labels sometimes that when life takes that away, we become lost.
But maybe that isn't such a bad thing. I've been told in order to find yourself, you must first lose yourself.
Lose yourself.. Hmmmm. I should write a book about that. Lose yourself to life, love.. and Snapple.
I take another sip.
Aaaaahhhhh. Refreshing.
There is nothing like Mom's home-cooking.
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