nine to go.

so, it's friday. new year's eve. not that it matters, since i still have yet to make plans for tonight. apparently we're going up to a-basin tomorrow...it's ok because snowboarding is good, but on new year's day, blegh. i think that is my mother's way of trying to deter me from drinking tonight, but i'm fairly certain it won't work. oh well, kudos to her for trying.
yesterday was the day i got to spend with dr. reister. it was amazing. i got to scrub in for all three surgeries (and damn, scrubs are comfy), so i was less than two feet away from these people who were getting cut open. i didn't pass out or throw up or anything, so that was good. all three surgeries were really interesting and i had an awesome time watching. lunch with dr. reister was good as well. then, i spent about three hours following him at clinic at one of his offices. we must have seen 20-30 different patients in that amount of time, all with something different going on. it was a blast. the whole experience really makes me want to be an orthopedic surgeon, which is what i've always had an idea that i wanted to do, but i was never exactly certain as to why. now i know. wow, it was awesome. definitely one of the highlights of break so far.
although, with that over and done with, i don't have much to look forward to. new year's eve...sure, whatever. new year's day...same thing. at least brian gets back tomorrow, so i will have someone to talk to. i am excited to talk to him once again...it has been a week already since the last time i talked to him, and even that was somewhat limited because he was at the airport and it seems as if he always has something to do. very unlike me.
until 2005...

lucky number twelve

twelve days left. i can't wait. some people share my sentiment, others don't. i really have no reason to stay here, aside from the snowboarding and some of my old friends.
i fill my time with music and reading in my comfy chair by the christmas tree. talking to friends from school seems to make the day go by just a little faster. i am currently on a damien rice/nickel creek high. the song cannonball by damien rice has gotten my attention as of late...

still a little bit of your taste in my mouth
still a little bit of you laced with my doubt
still a little hard to say what's going on

still a little bit of your ghost, your weakness
still a little bit of your face i haven't kissed
you step a little closer each day
that i can't say what's going on

stones taught me to fly
love taught me to lie
life taught me to die
so it's not hard to fall
when you float like a cannonball

still a little bit of your song in my ear
still a little bit of your words i long to hear
you step a little closer to me
so close that i can't see what's going on

stones taught me to fly
love taught me to lie
life taught me to die
so it's not hard to fall
when you float like a cannon-
stones taught me to fly
love taught me to cry
so come on courage
teach me to be shy
'cause it's not hard to fall
and i don't want to scare her
it's not hard to fall
and i don't wanna lose
it's not hard to grow
when you know that you just don't know

great song. and i'm done. off to play frisbee golf with marke...should be fun, i hope.

some great music.

i'm on a nickel creek high right now...

when you come back down
you gotta leave me now
you gotta go alone
you gotta chase a dream
one that’s all your own
before it slips away
when you’re flying high
take my heart along
i’ll be the harmony
to every lonely song
that you learn to play
when you’re soaring through the air
i’ll be your solid ground
take every chance you dare
i’ll still be there
when you come back down
when you come back down
i keep looking up
awaiting your return
my greatest fear will be
that you will crash and burn
and i won’t feel your fire
i’ll be the other hand
that always holds a line
connecting in between
your sweet heart and mine
i’m strung out on that wire
i’ll be on the other end
to hear you when you call
angel you were born to fly
and if you get too high
i’ll catch you when you fall
catch you when you fall
your memory's the sunshine
every new day brings
i know the sky is calling
angel let me help you with your wings
when you’re soaring through the air
i’ll be your solid ground
take every chance you dare
i'll still be there
when you come back down
take every chance you dare
i'll still be there
when you come back down
when you come back down

spit on a stranger
however you feel
whatever it takes
whenever it’s real
whatever awaits me
whatever you need
however so slight
whenever it’s real
whenever it’s right
i’ve been thinking long and hard about the things you said to me
like a bitter stranger
now i see the long and short, the middle and what’s in between
i could spit on a stranger (pull me out)
you’re a bitter stranger (pull me out)
whatever you feel
whatever it takes
whenever it’s real
whatever awaits me
whatever you need
however so slight
honey i’m a prize and you’re a catch and we’re a perfect match
like two bitter strangers
now i see the long and short of it and i can make it last
i could spit on a stranger (pull me out)
you’re a bitter stranger (pull me out)
i could spit on a stranger (pull me out)
you’re a bitter stranger (pull me out)
i could spit on a stranger (pull me out)
you’re a bitter stranger
i see the sunshine in your eyes
i'll try the things you never tried
i’ll be the one that leaves you high, high, high

bored...

i've had this so-called blog for a couple weeks now, yet i have done nothing with it. so here goes, i suppose...
yesterday, today, tomorrow, and the days to follow have been and will all be cenetered around the countdown until my return to school. i have been home for something like nine days, and i cannot wait to go back to omaha. the official countdown: 13 days until my flight leaves. thirteen days...wow. that's a lot of hours stuck in my black hole of boredome and nothingness that i do not want to think about.
nevertheless, a few bright spots remain on the horizon. i plan to go snowboarding at least a few more times before i leave and i have already gone three times. on thursday, i am privileged to have the opportunity to spend the day with an orthopedic surgeon, dr. reister, who is a friend of my aunt. i will meet him at 7am at swedish hospital, observe three surgerys (two knee and one shoulder), eat lunch with him, and then spend some time with him at clinic. that should be interesting and should hopefully give me some sort of idea as to if i will continue with the goal of becoming an orthopedic surgeon. on saturday, brian returns from his trip to england. i'll get to talk to him finally after not having been able to since saturday night. so despite having more time left in denver than i would wish, perhaps my time will go faster than i think.
for now, i am off to attempt to endure my parents and oldest brother who will be returning soon from work. there's nothing like enjoying the day in an empty house with no one around reading books i want to read. i love solitude. i abhor crowds, even the crowd of the three other people that inhabit my house. perhaps i will remain in my room, the sanctuary of my basement. or perhaps i will go to my brother, brian's house where a slightly smaller crowd of people i can stand much more awaits me.
enough for now.