No More Morgue!!

[foxyfuneralgirl]

O.K. so as a few of you probably already know I have not had the best two weeks at morgue, whether it was the great chemical spill disaster of 2005 or the "let's have the teacher look at our body since we are done, oh ooooppppps, never mind guess we weren't finished and now we are going to get docked a grade, event", my last few weeks at the morgue have just not been all that successful. I went into the semester so excited to work at the morgue and get to embalm, but wow I don't know if it has just been dumb luck, my nerves being frayed, or the attention span of the group I am in but we are just not helping our grades at all. It seems like the more cautious I am about what we are all doing the worse we do, and since I am becoming so entirely sick of funeral service school, I have decided I will attempt a new approach this week. It is called being totally silly and acting like I don't give a damn because, thus far, it has worked for many of my school companions so why not me? Yes, it is settled, I will say the hell with it and I will pay only attention to what I am doing, I will make stupid jokes, I will not offer to help anyone, though I will help if they ask me first, and I will avoid any type of questioning that might extend the time we are in a learning environment, just so we can get done fast and haphazardly, because that seems to be what the majority of the people want and by goodness I will give it to them. Besides it isn't like I need to learn this crap the way they teach it because frankly I will never do it the way they teach me, I have my own techniques, I prefer to use a different brand of embalming chemicals, and I do not even know that I will actually be doing this as a career two years down the road. That is right kids, I may do something else. What caused hell to freeze over you might ask. Well let me tell you I had an idea, that's right and idea. I had an idea that I could write, and since I have a journalism degree, a little talent for it, and a drive to do it (don't ask where it came from, it reared its ugly head the other evening and I screamed and then realized it wasn't all that bad). So what am I going to do about my new notion. Well first of all if I do write I am sure as heck not going to settle with a B.A. in journalism, and this means I need to take the GRE. O.K. no prob bob except that I should take the English Lit. and Comp. GRE and well frankly I am not that well read. I take that back I was that well read but it has been awhile and I need to refresh. So I went to some grad school websites that have what I would consider really interesting and outstanding M.F.A. programs in writing and this is what I found out. I have about 60 books I should most definitely read. Not bad considering they had listed a little over 100 books that someone should read before applying. I also have a few poets that I need to reacquaint myself with and some play writes as well, and as you can see from my live journal pages, I need a cramming review of grammar. Well the problem is not that I am not inspired or motivated to do and read these things but rather I do not have time. For now I think I will start in on the reading list (going great thus far have read 4 books on the list). Well so much for writing tonight as I am tired and I have a very long school day tomorrow. I hope to get a chance to update more often and read all my friends journals this weekend.

How wonderful it would be to escape with someone that I never get bored or tired of. Maybe one of us will win the lottery and then we could go to a little island where we could sleep when we were tired and bask in the sun when we're cold. I could run my fingers through his hair when I'm insecure, and wrap his arms around me when I'm lonely. Here is to wishing for the impossible.

*BLOWING SMOOCHES*