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Name: Jenny Country: United States State: Indiana Metro: Indianapolis Birthday: 5/15/1983 Gender: Female
Interests: Seeking God in all areas of life, and being goofy and giggling Expertise: Laughing really loudly down long hallways Occupation: Student Industry: Medical
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10/3/2003
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| Happy July 4th. Fireworks day.
You know, I think one of the weirdest things is reading back through old journals-like, I keep a prayer/bible study/sermon journal and I flipped through one that I've had since last october and it just seems like the same old problems keep coming up. Sometimes they are EXACTLY the same-you know, same people, same situation, same lack of discipline and self-loathing and I still mess it all up. And then sometimes it's the same old thing in a new suit-you know, all dressed up so I have no idea...it's kind of disheartening. I think that's why it's so awesome that God's grace is so abundant. Because seriously-if I kept falling over the same crack in the sideway twenty million times....anyone else would have said-uh, ok-see you later Jenny. You're more than a klutz-you just don't know how to walk. Ah-but God.....He totally sees the potential in me to walk-eventually....He's like, yea-you totally do suck at walking on the cracked sidewalk, but you know-it's ok. I'll walk for you! Really-that's like, amazing if you think about it-something that I don't think I'll ever fully understand....and maybe someday I'll remember that the crack is coming up in that particular part of the promenade and I'll pick up my feet. ok-I know the analogy kind of breaks down but really-God's grace is awesome, bad analogy or not.
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Ok so I found an apartment. I'll be living in the Presidential Towers in the West Loop. Not my first choice, but it's very close to work/train/bus/shuttle and convenient living....kind of like a grown up dorm, which I guess a lot UofC students live there so....yea. But, hey-what can you do? I really don't live there yet-I move on the 14th of July so, I can't really say yea or nay because I'm not there. So. There you go. Work-it's been interesting. It's awesome to be able to do the thing I spend 5 years working towards and making decisions and running and not having someone look over my shoulder all the time or calling me "the student" they call me Bambi. That's my nickname. Sweet, innocent, and plagued by tragedy. Well-not really the tragedy part but, I guess they (they being my immediate supervisor, the nurse and the receptionist) voted between Bambi and Snow White. I am indifferent. Yea-I'm innocent-I know it......oh well. It's not bad>YET. All I've heard though for the past two weeks has been how awful the Dr. is to work for.... She's rough and asks people to do unethical things and second guesses you and demands perfection and blah blah blah. I have no idea what she's like because I only have seen her for like, one day...she's on vacation right now. But, I am kind of tired of the conversation always revolving how awful she is.....and then they say-Oh but you'll be fine working for her....because they see the look of shock and fear across my fawn-like innocent face......yea. So-we'll see. I'll be fine, I graduated from a good school and I know what I'm doing. The upside-I LIVE IN CHICAGO!!! Come see me.....I'm real close to parks and museums and concerts and y'all can come and have a free place to sleep!! Anytime, whenever for however long-it doesn't matter. Come visit. ok-bye. | | |
| Finding an apartment in Chicago is hard!!!

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| I have graduated college. I am now 23. I am moving to work at a hospital in south central Chicago. I feel, not old-but like I've lived a little bit of life. Like, I know something-and not just what my diploma says I know.....but that, I have learned some of what living through messiness and heartache and joy and country and city and family and fireflies and friends and misunderstandings and death and sunsets and beaches and God and tragedies have to teach, have to give I feel weathered around the edges, in a good way. I feel freedom lingering at my door-opportunity around every bend, the chance to do BIG things. Not just accomplish something, not just work and do well but BIG things-changing the world big things. I feel excited. Just a little bit.
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