"I dreamed I went to Singapore...got bored and robbed a liquor store."
Its amazing how being broke can ruin your whole mood. That added with rejection from your medic school of choice. The worst part being that I know I am the one to blame for both problems. Even though I work all the time I just can't seem to get caught up.
So I've now narrowed down a few choices of things I can do.
A) I can move back home (ugh!) and get myself back in the black. Attend school either college or medic class and continue working both my jobs.
B) I could continue to live here, incurring more debt everyday and commute to Bloomington 2 days a week for medic class. Or attend classes at Ivy Tech, IUPUI, or BSU and commute.
C) Move to Bloomington for medic school for 10 months. Find a job and somewhere to live and party like a rockstar.
D) Move to Muncie and attend school for nursing. I'd still have to find somewhere to live...but I could also do that party like a rockstar thing.
5)Curl up under a bridge with a bottle of whiskey.
F) Take up the Marine Corps on some interesting offers they have going...mmmmmm adventure...
I'm in a mode where I just feel very unproductive right now. For all of you who keep asking what is wrong, now you know.
Lately I've been keeping busy between work at St. Johns and PEA. This week I have a pretty big pitch to give the board about a community AED program. Also have to get more businesses interested in CPR and First Aid classes.
I guess I'll get up early tomorrow (today) and give that place in Bloomington a call. I'll try to figure something out.
I need SOMETHING to get me out of this mood. Drinking did not do it...though I had a good time doing it. Much love to all my friends who tried to make that work for me Wednesday night. And I apologize to those people who might have got the short end of Matt Wright being drunk. If I moon walked on your bed with muddy shoes, I'm sorry. If I got mud on your work scrubs and bed while you were trying to talk sense into me (with no avail) I'm also sorry. If you are the fuzzy floor mat around my toilet and you got puked on, I'm sorry.
I'll be working during the Colts game:( There had been talk of a group trip to a downtown bar, but I don't think any part of that would reflect well on my financial situation. I almost feel guilty when I tell people I'm broke but still entertain thoughts of going out for dinner or to grab a beer with friends...
I can't sleep worth a damn because I've got a cold.
Woe is me! :)
Man that was a downer...okay I'm done with all that.
OH! And...you really can't comprehend how excited I am ABOUT THIS!
So I've now narrowed down a few choices of things I can do.
A) I can move back home (ugh!) and get myself back in the black. Attend school either college or medic class and continue working both my jobs.
B) I could continue to live here, incurring more debt everyday and commute to Bloomington 2 days a week for medic class. Or attend classes at Ivy Tech, IUPUI, or BSU and commute.
C) Move to Bloomington for medic school for 10 months. Find a job and somewhere to live and party like a rockstar.
D) Move to Muncie and attend school for nursing. I'd still have to find somewhere to live...but I could also do that party like a rockstar thing.
5)Curl up under a bridge with a bottle of whiskey.
F) Take up the Marine Corps on some interesting offers they have going...mmmmmm adventure...
I'm in a mode where I just feel very unproductive right now. For all of you who keep asking what is wrong, now you know.
Lately I've been keeping busy between work at St. Johns and PEA. This week I have a pretty big pitch to give the board about a community AED program. Also have to get more businesses interested in CPR and First Aid classes.
I guess I'll get up early tomorrow (today) and give that place in Bloomington a call. I'll try to figure something out.
I need SOMETHING to get me out of this mood. Drinking did not do it...though I had a good time doing it. Much love to all my friends who tried to make that work for me Wednesday night. And I apologize to those people who might have got the short end of Matt Wright being drunk. If I moon walked on your bed with muddy shoes, I'm sorry. If I got mud on your work scrubs and bed while you were trying to talk sense into me (with no avail) I'm also sorry. If you are the fuzzy floor mat around my toilet and you got puked on, I'm sorry.
I'll be working during the Colts game:( There had been talk of a group trip to a downtown bar, but I don't think any part of that would reflect well on my financial situation. I almost feel guilty when I tell people I'm broke but still entertain thoughts of going out for dinner or to grab a beer with friends...
I can't sleep worth a damn because I've got a cold.
Woe is me! :)
Man that was a downer...okay I'm done with all that.
OH! And...you really can't comprehend how excited I am ABOUT THIS!