Friday is a good day to stop the chase..

Measurements

I was making the trek from Sullivan Building to the parking lot last Tuesday night, 12/13/11, feeling kind of relief that my Finals were over and I sure think I achieved the grades I had set for myself. I was finally in my playful mood, responding to phone calls, text messages and emails I conveniently ignored during my "all nighters" and cramming phase. I also started to appreciate the smell of mint and gingerbread as I stopped at Starbucks and ordered my last peppermint mocha for the night. I was taking pictures of Christmas decors when the song Seasons of Love from the movie RENT came on. Then I began to wonder what units I use to measure my life. The first quantity that came to mind was difference, and the easiest unit I found was how 4 years ago, 12/13/08, I was in an ambulance thinking I wont see another day.

The more I thought about it, the more units that arose. Almost all sprouting from cultural references and important concepts in my life, I found the units that defined my life did more than just that, they defined my character. So I tried out one more measurement to see where it ended up.

Lets try measuring my UNCG time. The first unit that comes to mind is deadlines (time here passes so fast because of constant stream of deadlines), followed by semesters (how much more do I need to qualify for a CRNA graduate program). The culmination of these units creates a full picture of what made me who I am. So take a moment out of your frantic day and answer me a simple question.

How do you measure a year in the life?