Life is...
So my life has been pretty busy for the past year until recently. I defended my thesis in April and passed. I was given props for my awesome powerpoint presentation, and I think I did very well during the actual defense, so that made me happy. From April until July, I worked on the final corrections to the formal thesis file. That was a pain in the ass. I officially graduated w/ my MS in Epidemiology in August, my diploma just arrived in the mail. My mom is yelling at me to go get it & my bachelor's diploma framed.
So long story short, I was couch surfing from Aug. 2006 to April 2007. ALL my stuff has been in storage for the past year. I don't even remember what I own. Since May, I've been living at my parents' house in Angleton. Sucks. I've been job hunting since last Spring. Nobody wants to hire me ([1]lack of experience/lack of DVM/MD/PhD, [2]over-qualified/non-negotiable pay). I'll probably end up taking a job at Target in the next few weeks, just so I have some income and something to do while I wait for interviews...
My cat is 1 yr old now. Thank god I have her, she makes me smile on days that suck.
I started dating a great guy in December. He's everything I didn't want. Too tall. Too young. Still in school. But I fell for him anyways... and he loves me despite my moodiness and loves my cat just as much. He lives in Houston, so I spend long weekends at his house every week.
Life is pretty good, just need a job to make it better.
So long story short, I was couch surfing from Aug. 2006 to April 2007. ALL my stuff has been in storage for the past year. I don't even remember what I own. Since May, I've been living at my parents' house in Angleton. Sucks. I've been job hunting since last Spring. Nobody wants to hire me ([1]lack of experience/lack of DVM/MD/PhD, [2]over-qualified/non-negotiable pay). I'll probably end up taking a job at Target in the next few weeks, just so I have some income and something to do while I wait for interviews...
My cat is 1 yr old now. Thank god I have her, she makes me smile on days that suck.
I started dating a great guy in December. He's everything I didn't want. Too tall. Too young. Still in school. But I fell for him anyways... and he loves me despite my moodiness and loves my cat just as much. He lives in Houston, so I spend long weekends at his house every week.
Life is pretty good, just need a job to make it better.