"Genetics might have loaded the gun, but environment pulled the trigger."

Values.  Values.  Values .. Honesty.  Compassion.  Empathy.  The drive to challenge and nurture, explore, and know myself.  Curiosity.  Is curiosity a value?  I value curiousity.

(no.)

My high school transcript does not reflect how much I absorbed.  Was continually placed in advanced classes though my grades were poor, as though they understood that my achievement wasn’t being reflected in my work.  I excelled where I felt most valuable; in music, I strove toward excellence.  I feel that after I graduated from high school, after I worked, after I had my daughter Zoë, that I became riper as a human being.  I feel finally dissolved into the world, absorbed into it, rather than it into me.  I wrote volumes of work while I was in high school, drafts of drafts of stories and fetus novels.  I felt, when I had dissolved partially into the world, that my math skills were generally lacking.  I remedied that with a course that I took at the Community College of Vermont and now – after seven years of waiting – I am ready to take on the challenge of college.

(uh.  obviously still brainstorming.)

Academic and personal interests.  My academic interests lay most prominently with learning who I am as a human being, and how might play a part in improving the lives of other human beings.  I used to think that my career path was accidental.  I chose customer service from the moment I stepped out into the working world.  Not until recently have I discovered that that path was chosen already.  I am now a professional secretary for a cardiology unit at Fletcher Allen Health Care – I learn about humanity every day.  And when it came time for college.

(i stopped right there.  back it up .. )