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So, did I mention that I decided to go back to school?
It all started with the dream about the denim car.... Dreams where you are driving yourself somewhere generally - if you believe in dream interpretation - that you are in charge of the driving force in your life. I took the dream to mean that although my vehicle wasn't traditional, it was a spring board to get to the next step.
The night after, I had an EXTREMELY vivid dream where I was sitting at a desk making lists of the steps I needed to do in order to move forward in my life. I planned out what I needed to do in order to get rid of this stupid wage garnishment. With the extra 25% of pay I would be earning after this was over, I would pay for classes at Clark. I'm meant to work in the medical profession, you see. I made a map of the classes I would take and when, putting me back to work in January, April at the latest. Because I screwed the pooch when it came to my financial aid, I need to pay for a few credits myself before I can apply for an appeal. Because I enjoy my current job, I will maintain my full-time status with them as I take a class here and a class there. Even if I inch extremely slowly towards my Bachelor's in Nursing, this is so much more of a forward step than I am currently making.
Upon waking, I thought about my visit to the hospital a week ago when I fell. I - unlike most human beings - LOVE hospitals. I... don't know why this is so, but I do. I also checked into my transcripts, and I'm currently sitting at 32 college level credits (51 overall) with a GPA of 3.36. Considering that I had one gigantic F in there (for beginning chemistry - I sort of never showed up), it is not nearly as awful as I had anticipated.
I also got into a few discussions about psychology with people recently and remembered how much the entire subject fascinates the HELL out of me. Maybe I could combine the two?
Alas, between the beginning of this journey of self-discovery and other things I need to work out, I have decided to leave The Mercury Tree. I have played music with scrumbles in one form or another for almost seven years now. I have more history with him than I do most people currently in my life. We have two shows left as a duo - one acoustic performance tonight at the Chaos Cafe on 26th and Powell, and a regular electrical one on 9/14 at The Hawthorne Theater.
It all started with the dream about the denim car.... Dreams where you are driving yourself somewhere generally - if you believe in dream interpretation - that you are in charge of the driving force in your life. I took the dream to mean that although my vehicle wasn't traditional, it was a spring board to get to the next step.
The night after, I had an EXTREMELY vivid dream where I was sitting at a desk making lists of the steps I needed to do in order to move forward in my life. I planned out what I needed to do in order to get rid of this stupid wage garnishment. With the extra 25% of pay I would be earning after this was over, I would pay for classes at Clark. I'm meant to work in the medical profession, you see. I made a map of the classes I would take and when, putting me back to work in January, April at the latest. Because I screwed the pooch when it came to my financial aid, I need to pay for a few credits myself before I can apply for an appeal. Because I enjoy my current job, I will maintain my full-time status with them as I take a class here and a class there. Even if I inch extremely slowly towards my Bachelor's in Nursing, this is so much more of a forward step than I am currently making.
Upon waking, I thought about my visit to the hospital a week ago when I fell. I - unlike most human beings - LOVE hospitals. I... don't know why this is so, but I do. I also checked into my transcripts, and I'm currently sitting at 32 college level credits (51 overall) with a GPA of 3.36. Considering that I had one gigantic F in there (for beginning chemistry - I sort of never showed up), it is not nearly as awful as I had anticipated.
I also got into a few discussions about psychology with people recently and remembered how much the entire subject fascinates the HELL out of me. Maybe I could combine the two?
Alas, between the beginning of this journey of self-discovery and other things I need to work out, I have decided to leave The Mercury Tree. I have played music with scrumbles in one form or another for almost seven years now. I have more history with him than I do most people currently in my life. We have two shows left as a duo - one acoustic performance tonight at the Chaos Cafe on 26th and Powell, and a regular electrical one on 9/14 at The Hawthorne Theater.