[A. Leese]

I guess since I sort of didn't write what Robby was looking for us to post, I may as well post again. I found a short essay thing I had to last year in English about my goals and I shortened it..here goes:

When I was in elementary school and in middle school until eighth grade, I wanted to be an artist. I was always drawing or painting or sculpting something. Then I figured out that I had no talent whatsoever. So, in eighth grade, I switched my goal of being an artist to being a writer. I was fairly good with words and journalism seemed exciting to me. Halfway through a semester of journalism class soph year, I figured out journalism wasn't quite what I thought it would be. Deadlines were very few and far between and I never got to write a story I wanted to (sure, I was just a staffer..but it was insane what they didn't let me do). I had started to volunteer in the ER at my local hospital the summer between ninth and tenth grade and was really getting to like it. I still love working there and, as I found out by being in that setting for four hours a week for a year now, I really love the medical field. So, as of now, I want to persue a career in medicine, most likely doing the whole Physician's Assistant thing. I think I die before getting all the way through medical school.

~Angela who would like to appologize for such a long post