My career
So, I think I have found my career choice...finally. I took this test last semester which directed me towards a job within science or medicine, seeing as though I'm logic based and into science in general. What caught my attention was something within the medical field, not so much with the dentistry, optometrist, or physical therapist, but nursing. Fuck Med School. So, I have been thinking for a while on what I can do with a nursing degree. What I've come up with is first of all volunteering or somehow getting paid by the Red Cross or some other organization to go about the world assisting in disaster and war areas. So fucking neat, in my opinion. Then I want to work in an emergency room somewhere fun, like a crazy ass city, such as SF. Yet, what really catches my attention over and over again is working in an asylum, or "mental health facility". So, randomly I begin to search about nursing and mental health and it turns out there is such a thing as a Psychiatric Nurse, where I can actually give out prescriptions, session people with drug addiction or other crazy ass syndromes, hopefully schizophrenia, dementia, or other such things. Then I started looking at possible careers and it turns out that since, apparently, no one wants that job that the salary is at least over 65,00 to 115,000. Fuck yeah!!
So here we go, get into nursing school and since I'm already graduating with a degree I won't need to take all those classes over again, just a two year BA program somewhere. Then onto a specialist psychiatric school for another two years and then I can work with crazy/amazing people and be entertained for the rest of my life. All the while, here and there, I can volunteer or somehow work in places under bomb raids, hurricanes, starvation, plague, and otherwise the most interesting things ever.
Oh how I want my life to be a constant psychedelic trip, surrounded by the obscene, demented, and evil forces of this life. I don't care at all for happiness and joy, it's all too hallow and fleeting for me. I need pain, suffering, insanity, and hopelessness. AKA, the truth which we deny.
Wow, that turned out to be way more Gothic then it sounds in my head....
So here we go, get into nursing school and since I'm already graduating with a degree I won't need to take all those classes over again, just a two year BA program somewhere. Then onto a specialist psychiatric school for another two years and then I can work with crazy/amazing people and be entertained for the rest of my life. All the while, here and there, I can volunteer or somehow work in places under bomb raids, hurricanes, starvation, plague, and otherwise the most interesting things ever.
Oh how I want my life to be a constant psychedelic trip, surrounded by the obscene, demented, and evil forces of this life. I don't care at all for happiness and joy, it's all too hallow and fleeting for me. I need pain, suffering, insanity, and hopelessness. AKA, the truth which we deny.
Wow, that turned out to be way more Gothic then it sounds in my head....