Dented but Happy
I have a million things I could do right now. I could respond to emails. I could watch Kaplan videos. I could practice physical exam skills. Yet I don’t feel like doing any of those things right now. I can blame the weather. I can blame the island. I can blame apathy. But really, it’s just my fault. I’m just so unmotivated to do things I should do. I’d rather do things I want to do. I’m trying so hard to not get pulled into this cycle, but I just can’t sharpen my nails quite sharp enough to dig them deep into the walls and get out of this pit of despair.
I just went through my photo library to find a pic to post with this entry. I couldn’t find anything relevant, so here’s a random pic of me years ago. I’m driving along in my Honda Del Sol, on the way to NYC. I miss that little car. It doesn’t start (you have to pop the clutch). It doesn’t pass inspection. It sometimes smells funny (especially when I leave the top off in the rain). It’s got different sized wheels. It’s got a lot of junk in its trunk (actually, it’s an art collection…long story). It’s got a million dents and bruises. But I love it anyway. It has character. It has spirit. It gets a lot of strange looks (especially when I blare my loud opera music). It eventually makes it up the hills. It’s seen a lot of things and gone a lot of places. Sometimes I feel like I am just like my little car.
My name is Kendra and I am a fourth-year medical student attending 
This picture was taken the day I met CB!
you are… I don’t know you personally but you are awesome anyway
one tough, spirited cookie
[...] I spent the entire day yesterday traveling to DMVs, contacting insurance companies, and visiting my parents’ farm, all in the name of getting a driver’s license and car. When I was out of the country, there was some confusion with the DMV, and they suspended my driver’s license. A lot of effort, forms, and money later, and I finally got it all straightened out. I now am legal to drive in the USA, and I have a legal car licensed in my name. My car is my old 1994 Honda Del Sol, which I’ve had for about 8 billion years. I absolutely love this car. It has power nothing, no AC, lots of dents, and it’s been through more than I can ever say. It’s been with me through good times and in bad, as I alluded to in a previous post. [...]