:: eye of the storm ::

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A 27-year-old PA student who wants to visit all seven continents, write a book, work at a pediatric clinic in Africa, and basically meet as many of the world's challenges as possible.

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(already accomplished)

Become a PA

Visit all 7 continents

Take a SwimTrek trip

Bike through Western Europe

Raft the Grand Canyon

Improve my Spanish proficiency

Go on safari in Africa

Trace my roots at Ellis Island

Vacation in Hawaii

Work on a hospital ship in a Third World country

Celebrate New Year's in Times Square

Visit all 50 states (29 to go: AK, AZ, AR, CA, CO, HI, ID, IL, IN, IA, KS, MI, MN, MO, MT, NE, NV, NM, ND, OK, OR, RI, SD, TX, UT, VT, WA, WV, WI, WY)

See the ruins at Pompeii

Swim in Capri's Blue Grotto

Tour Mt. Vesuvius

Throw a coin in the Trevi Fountain

Tour the Colosseum

Visit the D-Day beaches

See the Mona Lisa

Visit the palace at Versailles

See the Acropolis and Parthenon

See the Egyptian pyramids

Hike the Inca Trail

Walk El Camino Santiago

Take an Alaskan cruise

View the Taj Mahal at sunrise

Hike Table Mountain in South Africa

Climb through the Amazon canopy

Walk at least part of the Great Wall of China

Get laser hair removal

Learn to surf, ski, and snowboard

Learn to drive a stick-shift

Learn to play the piano

Go on a tropical cruise

Ride horseback on the beach

Ride in a hot air balloon

Get tickets to the Olympics

Go to adult Space Camp

Witness a shuttle launch from up close

Build a full-sized snowman

Sew a quilt out of my old race T-shirts

Update and continue my Life Scrapbook

Become the oldest person to ever do the River Run

Live to be a happy, healthy 100 years old - at least!

(unlikely dreams)

zaterdag 25 december 2004

Merry Christmas!

It doesn't really feel like Christmas... I should have woken up at home, with my sister, in our new matching pajamas which we would have unwrapped on Christmas Eve, and gone and woken up our parents and waited impatiently while they stumbled around and made coffee, and then we would have gone and emptied out our stockings with all the little presents, and then everybody would have ripped into the pile of 'big' presents under the tree, and then Catie and I would have played with our presents while Dad made pancakes or cinnamon rolls or omelets or whatever we decided to have for breakfast, and then Grandma would come eat with us and admire all our new stuff...

This morning, I woke up and went downstairs and ate breakfast just like always. It's been no different than any other day. Hopefully tomorrow will be better; it's Second Christmas. There's a chance of light snow, and we're having fondue for dinner and opening presents afterwards. All I have is the Marco DVD from M and (I think) a little present from his parents, but nonetheless, it'll feel a little more Christmasy. As long as R (M's brother's girlfriend) behaves herself. She is the most annoying person I have ever met, hands down. She talks slowly, noticeably so, and I have yet to spend any length of time with her during which she doesn't mention how thin she is. Within ten minutes of meeting me, she remarked, "I'm taller than you, but I'm thinner, too."

M whispered to me once that there was a problem when she was born, that she didn't get enough oxygen or something, and that that's why she is the way she is. That doesn't keep us from wanting to wring her neck once in a while, though. Last week I made some comment in the car about M stealing the blankets at night and R droned, "So - you - two - still - sleep - in - the - same - bed?" M had had enough by that point - first off, it's none of her business, and second, she knows perfectly well that there would be nowhere else to put me anyway - and he snapped, "No, she sleeps in the basement!" R looked confused, so he added, "Yeah, we don't believe in sex before marriage, didn't you know?" O, M's brother, was in fits of laughter in the backseat, and I was doubled over myself. R is the first person I can remember about whom I really do not care whatsoever what she thinks of me. Honestly, I care more about what street passersby think. Let her stay in that confused little world. But she better not say anything rude to me tomorrow night, because she'll get an earful back, Christmas spirit be damned. I don't care if there is a biological reason for her behavior; she's twenty years old and if she wants to get along in the 'normal' world then she needs to learn how civilized people behave.

Just finished watching The Santa Clause; hadn't seen that before. Pretty cute; sort of Mrs. Doubtfire-ish. At least now I understand where that last -e comes from.

I've figured out the three swims I want to do this summer - the Lowcountry Splash (2.4 miles, in Charleston, at the end of May), Swim Around Key West (12.5 miles in, where else, Key West, at the end of June) and, assuming I can get up there, the Boston Light (8-10 miles, in, yes, Boston, at the beginning of August). Boston's kind of far to go, but I won't be ready for the Tampa Bay swim by then; it's 24 miles long (longer than the Channel). Since I can't really swim while I'm here (which is driving me nuts; I feel so lazy and fat), I can at least think about it... especially that nice warm Key West swim, seeing as it's below zero here at the moment...

I still need ideas for a Christmas present for my dad! Help!

I e-mailed two more newspapers (the Orlando Sentinel and the Tampa Tribune) today to ask for help with Semester at Sea - the Times-Union, as Mom predicted, didn't even dignify me with an answer. I also mailed two more TV stations, First Coast News and, yes, Channel 7 (laughing yet, parents?). My advisor said to 'go for broke' in trying to get money, so I intend to do exactly that. The worst they can say is no. Anybody got any other suggestions?

Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night!...

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