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Since when am I so anti-stability? It used to be all I ever wanted. The thought of set schedules, filled planners and life plans thrilled me. Now the thought of finishing the semester scares me. It brings me one unit closer to finishing grad school. To having to get my pahrmacists license within a year, or jump through hoops and take endless hours of continuing education if I don't. To having a stable career, in one location, with no 4 month long summer breaks to do whatever. Or go wherever. It's not a career where I can just move whenever I feel like it without having to get re-licensed. And for some reason that scares me? I love it, and it's what I ultimately want to do...but I guess I wish I took more time off for myself before I jumped into it all. It never used to be like me to want to wander and roam and whatnot, but the thought of having a routine makes me feel extremely suffocated right now. Never thought I'd hear those words come out of my mouth...how strange.
Silver lining: 3 weeks of freedom starting tomorrow afternoon! Bring on the naps, endless tv on DVD, beach, shopping and family and friends. I looove December!!!!
Silver lining: 3 weeks of freedom starting tomorrow afternoon! Bring on the naps, endless tv on DVD, beach, shopping and family and friends. I looove December!!!!