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Where do I start? Do I even attempt to? Do I write about the amazing time I had in Baltimore? Do I write about who I met and how I feel as though I actually might have an idea on how I may go about accomplishing what I want to accomplish? Do I go on about how although my individual living situations are great in their own, add it together and I'll have 4 (and rising) roommates, at least 3 different addresses and will be homeless come August? Do I write about how much I miss Sycamore and those boys and Jess and Jenn? Do I write about how my job at camps is the most unorganized thing I have ever been a part of? How I cannot stand it because I cannot stand disorganization? How after being gone for a week, everything went to shit and almost all of my co-workers don't care anymore? I cannot not care; these kids’ parents have installed trust upon MSU/me to take care of their medical needs. Do I write about how this week I have 5 papers/projects/presentations due which I missed a full week of preparation for due to Baltimore? How the pay is total shit? How I truly haven't talked to, let alone seen most people in forever? Do I write about how much I miss my pea in a pie and how I don't know when I'm going to see her next?
I know I can write. I can write to thank Eric for not only letting me use his PC while mine was recovering from taking a major shit, but for also picking it up while I was out of town. I refuse to plug my computer in until after I have all my reports done because I know I will want to click around and 'play' and I just don't have time for that.
You know it is bad because as I sit here, I am feeling guilty for not doing work on one of the 4 things I still have yet to finish. After this week, I hope to reestablish contact with those who I have unfortunately lost contact with during these past 2 weeks. And for that, I am sorry, I truly am. I have let my work come between me and my friends, and that is something I didn't want to happen. I will attempt fix it (if possible), and then do everything in my power to prevent it from happening again.
Thank you to those who have either called me or come and visited me while I was/am on duty and giving me a glimpse outside of the training world. Visitors are more than welcome. When I am on duty, I cannot leave the room, but that doesn't mean I can't have company! If you are bored, feel free to come visit (but then again, if I were you, I'd wait until after this Friday).
I wish this fall would come so I know I have a home, steady roommates, and a much more scheduled schedule.
I could bitch more. I could elaborate on everything above. I could sit and spill my heart and soul. But I won't. I need to suck it up and deal with it. This is life. This is the life I've chosen. In order to work your way to the top, you must start towards the bottom.
I know I can write. I can write to thank Eric for not only letting me use his PC while mine was recovering from taking a major shit, but for also picking it up while I was out of town. I refuse to plug my computer in until after I have all my reports done because I know I will want to click around and 'play' and I just don't have time for that.
You know it is bad because as I sit here, I am feeling guilty for not doing work on one of the 4 things I still have yet to finish. After this week, I hope to reestablish contact with those who I have unfortunately lost contact with during these past 2 weeks. And for that, I am sorry, I truly am. I have let my work come between me and my friends, and that is something I didn't want to happen. I will attempt fix it (if possible), and then do everything in my power to prevent it from happening again.
Thank you to those who have either called me or come and visited me while I was/am on duty and giving me a glimpse outside of the training world. Visitors are more than welcome. When I am on duty, I cannot leave the room, but that doesn't mean I can't have company! If you are bored, feel free to come visit (but then again, if I were you, I'd wait until after this Friday).
I wish this fall would come so I know I have a home, steady roommates, and a much more scheduled schedule.
I could bitch more. I could elaborate on everything above. I could sit and spill my heart and soul. But I won't. I need to suck it up and deal with it. This is life. This is the life I've chosen. In order to work your way to the top, you must start towards the bottom.