Waking Up

I have recently changed my alarm clock to "peace train" by cat stevens. At first I was not sure if this was a good idea because I thought it might ruin the song for me, it however has made waking up so much better. Here are the lyrics enjoy or you can visit youtube and see a great performance of the song.

Now I've been happy lately
Thinking about the good things to come
And I believe it could be
Something good has begun
I've been smiling lately
Dreaming about the world as one
And I believe it could be
Something good's bound to come

For out on the edge of darkness
There runs the peace train
Peace train take this country
Come take me home again

Peace train sounding louder
Ride on the peace train
Hoo-ah-eeh-ah-hoo-ah
Come on the peace train
Peace train's a holy roller
Everyone jump upon the peace train
Hoo-ah-eeh-ah-hoo-ah
This is the peace train

Get your bags together
Come bring your good friends too
Because it's getting nearer
Soon it will be with you
Come and join the living
It's not so far from you
And it's getting nearer
Soon it will all be true

Peace train sounding louder
Ride on the peace train
Hoo-ah-eeh-ah-hoo-ah
Come on the peace train

I've been crying lately
Thinking about the world as it is
Why must we go on hating?
Why can't we live in bliss?

For out on the edge of darkness
There rides the peace train
Peace train take this country
Come take me home again

Peace train sounding louder
Ride on the peace train
Hoo-ah-eeh-ah-hoo-ah
Come on the peace train

Come on, come on, come on the peace train...

Now on a beautiful note here is a picture that i love. I found it on my sister's blog. It is of me and my aunts. I really love them even if Tyler, my super rude and verbally abusive brother, is right and they don't love me. Also if you will note what a talented photographer my sister Whitney is. She is honestly good at everything. I often tell people Whitney has the golden touch because she makes everything beautiful. Maybe I just aspire to be like Whitney. Who knows maybe I aspire to be my true self whoever that might be.

The beans please

"No one has ever measured, not even poets, how much the heart can hold."
-Zelda Fitzgerald

I fear I do not have much to say because all I ever do is study. The above quote in fact came out of one of my text books. I have always been a sucker for those Fitzgeralds because when I read The Great Gatsby, during my junior year of high school, I fell head over heals for Gatsby. I have always been a sucker for hopeless romantics but sadly as I have grown older I have realized that such love does not run that deep, and many hopeless romantics do not really love at all. I guess in a way it is good Gatsby expired before all of his dreams really feel apart, although I personally believe he already knew they had. However I do agree with Zelda on the above quote. I think true love runs much deeper.

Now for a funny story. I have been saving a soda pop in my bedroom because I know if I put it in the fridge someone will drink it. I have been feeling like such a glutten about it. When I told my mom she told me about how my dad used to do the same thing but instead of yummy soda pop he would hid canned string beans under his bed. Now I ask you who would want to take another persons green bean. My dad is really amazing.
As for the rest of me I am doing surprisingly well. The closer my test get the less I can sleep. I take my test in one week. I have never been so excited for a test in my whole life. I have been studying for 2 months and am going absolutely crazy. I hope that all goes well, but in the meantime I have started hating going to bed. Every night I dread getting in to bed because I know my mind will start to race as soon as those light go off. If anyone has any ideas do let me know.

-elisa

When will your hand find its self in mine?

So for some reason I have decided to blog again. Be it that we (us bloggers) feel our lives are so important or that we have no one to share our thoughts with, it really comes down to the same desire a need for a voice. So in an effort to have a voice to free my thoughts I have decided to blog but alas I fear it usually ends up the same. You realize that no one reads your blog and then you feel more alone than before but this time in a virtual world that does not exist. You might be thinking I am crazy for suggesting such things but I would like anyone who has facebook to ask yourself if you have ended a session feeling a little more empty than before you went on and looked at your friends pages. It is an interesting feeling that I think is unique to our time. Never before except if you were a celebrity or king could you actually feel like all 900+ "friends" did not think of or like you.

So before starting I would like to provide my reader with a warning: This blog will not be funny. For those of you that read Nikki Christensen's blog know just how funny a blog can be. This blog also will not be beautiful like Ashly Christensen's blog which is very beautiful (I suppose Christensen's just have talent that Bushman's lack) but this blog will be honest. For those of you that know me that is one this I have always possessed honesty to a fault. It seems to just drip from me and often stain everything I touch. So if you fear such things than stop reading now. In addition those of you who love the English Language I am sure have noticed by now just how much I manage to kill our beloved grammar and spelling. I fear this has been a problem for me for years. I remember in high school one of my English teachers simply passing me and saying that I was never going to get it... A similar experience happened yet again in College. What I am saying is I think it might simply be to late for me but I promise to help my children if you keep reading.

You also should be warned about my current frame on mind. This morning when I was in the shower I honestly was getting stressed about this whole blogging business because I though I had to write everything in reverse or my reader would not be able to read it in the correct order. I am also currently on a spiritual quest. As a result there might be a lot of church reference but I think we can all be open minded about such things. Other than that I believe I am still me at the core. Just a little older and full of millions of useless facts about all things medical. I take my boards in just 11 days and I have been studing, well trying to study 12 hours daily. For those of you that I have not talked to in the last 2 years I am in medical school and the longer I stay and the further I go the voice of Mrs. Durham, my AP English teacher, gets louder telling me it was a bad idea. But I guess now it is simply too late so I will continue and hopefully my life will be of use to others someday. I have always felt my life will be complete and I will be able to die happy when I go to sleep knowing I could not have done more to help others. So I guess that is my goal in life and all other things will fall into place. I look at my mom everyday and know her life is just this way. She has always been the most beautiful person in the world to me. Especially now that I am so stressed out my mom has been sitting by me until I fall asleep every night. Now that is love.

So here are somethings I have been loving as of late I thought you might enjoy.

1. a quote: "I will love you in reality and dreams" -Noah and the Whale (I believe the lucky person who this quote makes me think about knows just who they are.)

2. a video: be ready it is amazing. It is called "shape of my heart" by yet again Noah and the Whale.

3. for those of you that a wondering what medical school does to you I think this picture is a fair description. Not in a negative way.