3 posts tagged “life”
Lets forget that i took a three month long break from voxing it up, or that this three months actually seemed more like a mini millenium, whatever. Point is; I'm back. I like to do that, take long unscheduled breaks from blogging in one place and moving entirely to another site which i will no doubt get bored with usually sooner than later, in this case it was the all mighty tumblr, eh idk. School is kind of kicking my ass this quarter, i figure it had to start kicking ass at some point because otherwise, what the point of it all be? I'm struggling with getting my ducks in a row...or is it better to say that i'm perfecting the art of procrastinatination? Sometimes it seems that just as everything is going along as i'd like, that's when the unexpected happens and i fall off the metaphorical wagon back into the gutter, but it's nice down here..not so many pretenious fucks :) Ah, but life is treating me well, the things i could hardly envision ever getting off the ground are hovering, decisions that seemed to be 700 million light years away are within' my reach and i'm feeling really positive, CRAZY I KNOW.
Someone please clarify for me why it is that getting into a school has to be so fucking hard?
how come i can't just go to a school's website with interest in their BSN program without literally getting the fucking run around via the internet? secondly. I am well aware of the fact that pretty much everyone (and their mama) wants to go into nursing these days ( i mean, i can't blame ya) but what's the reasoning behind making it so damn fucking difficult, what ever happened to being able to request an application packet and that being that. What if you're interested in a school that isn't neccessarly in your neck of the woods and in order to get the real dish on the program they want you to go there and hobnob with them, how UNREALISTIC is that, seriously. I guess i simply have a really hard time believing that you have that many potentially qualified candidates that you don't have the time to send information via SNAIL MAIL. eh, i'm feeling uber exhausted and all i wanted to do was stick people with incredibly sharp and pointing objects and rip parasites from thier bodies for a living ~ was i asking too much?(it's okay to be utterly disgusted at this point in time)
I'm not going to be deterred by this. I'm really trying to consider my options and make a decision that'll fit both me and my daughter for when i graduate. Do i want to go back to bumfuckboonies?(not that it wouldn't be incredibly fucking nice to be back HOME) or do i want to try and make it on my own in this huge and incredibly expensive community on the starting wages of a newly certified C.M.A? and what's ultimately best for everyone involved? I hate to admit that as much as i want to hold onto my dream of transferring from Heald to another two year school for my BSN and eventually R.N is going to work out if i don't have a guranteed place of residence where i feel like i'll be able to continue to hold up my end of the rental agreement 100% knowing that certain people are counting down the days until "i'm out of pocket" not that i can blame them entirely but i must admit it isn't completly encouraging.
so this is what sitting between a rock and a hard place feels like.
i'm going to imurse myself between the pages of some filthy novel...
"How do you feel about your birthday? Do you look forward to it and remind all your friends, or do you dread it and try to keep it a secret? "
Sometimes I feel like the only twenty-something out there who really looks forward to her birthday. I will joke with family members alot that my birthday is a national holiday, or at least that i should be treated like one. I look forward to my birthday alot like a little kid, what i'm going to get, dropping hints to people about what i'd really like etc. To me it's not just about getting older, it's about celebrating a year in your life, it's about celebrating all the years you were lucky enough to have a birthday. Why else would people celebrate the day of your birth beyond the day that you were actually born if not to remember that you've made it this far? I realized the other night that this year i'm going to be twenty-five, it kind of shocked me that i'm that old (although i realize that in the grand scheme of things, it's not that old at all). It's just that there was a time in my life that the age i'm at now seemed like a million years away. And now i see what people mean when they say time flies when you're having fun but it's still fun to celebrate the years gone by.
