What Am I Thinking?

That question has ran across my mind numerous times this week

" What the [put desired bad word here] am I thinking?"

I want nothing more than to be stable. Have one course of thought that has a beginning and an end. Maybe the stress I've gone through lately has been rotting out my brain. There is so much I want out of life. So much I want to do. So much I want to prove. So much I have to prove.

One minute I'm pre-med bound and another, I'm dead set on paramedic school for reasons that I don't understand.

Something triggers one or the other. One minute, I feel the need to prove that I can be a doctor. I talk with my good friends or see someone I need to catch up to and suddenly; I'm set on pre-med. Another minute I'm doing an EMT continuing education module and thinking I should be a paramedic for some reason. The thing that kills me is that I don't even have a good reason to go to paramedic school. It would be a waste of time and money. I have better reasons to go to med school than paramedic school.





I've also decided that I want an I-pad 2. Pretty bad actually. I predict by April, I shall have one.

Or will I?