vicious like the blue sky
I'm going through one of those phases again where I'm pissed at the world - in regards to the lack of basic human rights, that is - and women's rights being sacrificed so that a bunch of fucking republicans will sign some shit for health care. I voted for Hillary in the primaries. That's all I'm saying.
At the moment I'm waiting with baited breath to find out if I won a scholarship for next year. I poured my heart into that essay and haven't stopped worrying about it since the moment I turned it in on the 5th. We were supposed to find out yesterday as to whether or not we got it but the judges are taking longer to decide since apparently this is the best batch of essays they've had in awhile. Straight from one of my professors - who is one of the judges - and likes me. Hopefully as much as I think she does.
Either way I'm going to be speaking in front of a bunch of people for Take Back the Night. I'm either doing the introduction speech, or my acceptance speech for the scholarship. Hopefully the acceptance speech, obviously. I pray.
This last weekend was fun. Met Josh in Vacaville (random place for a half-way point, but still fun) and ended up driving all the way home for the rest of the weekend. I finally met Josh's dad, who isn't the most talkative person on earth. Can't say that my own dad isn't the same way, though. Josh has a nice family - they give each other a lot of shit, but they're hilarious.
Sunday night we had pizza with Cara, one of our coworkers from the animal hospital. I really miss working there... probably more so now that I know I just can't go back there. I don't want to be stuck, and I feel like it would be a bad idea to work with Josh now that we're together. I'm sure it would be fine, but also a little odd. And once I move home I need to get a job doing something in my field of study anyway. I'm shooting for Women's Health Specialist. Which I'm sure I've mentioned about 1,000 times now.
Truthfully though, I would kill to work at Good Vibrations. Or be a sex educator. I think I need to get my Master's in public health though, first. At SFSU. Cara more or less talked me into it. That woman is awesome.
I can't wait for Thanksgiving break. I'm house sitting for the Conklins so I'll have a little more freedom than I would if I was staying with my parents. Thank God. Love them, but still. I don't know how I'm going to survive once I move home after I graduate. I'm just used to having my own place. Especially when it comes to Josh visiting.
Meh.
I just need to get through these next few weeks and I'm good. I have to admit that school and work are burning me out.
At the moment I'm waiting with baited breath to find out if I won a scholarship for next year. I poured my heart into that essay and haven't stopped worrying about it since the moment I turned it in on the 5th. We were supposed to find out yesterday as to whether or not we got it but the judges are taking longer to decide since apparently this is the best batch of essays they've had in awhile. Straight from one of my professors - who is one of the judges - and likes me. Hopefully as much as I think she does.
Either way I'm going to be speaking in front of a bunch of people for Take Back the Night. I'm either doing the introduction speech, or my acceptance speech for the scholarship. Hopefully the acceptance speech, obviously. I pray.
This last weekend was fun. Met Josh in Vacaville (random place for a half-way point, but still fun) and ended up driving all the way home for the rest of the weekend. I finally met Josh's dad, who isn't the most talkative person on earth. Can't say that my own dad isn't the same way, though. Josh has a nice family - they give each other a lot of shit, but they're hilarious.
Sunday night we had pizza with Cara, one of our coworkers from the animal hospital. I really miss working there... probably more so now that I know I just can't go back there. I don't want to be stuck, and I feel like it would be a bad idea to work with Josh now that we're together. I'm sure it would be fine, but also a little odd. And once I move home I need to get a job doing something in my field of study anyway. I'm shooting for Women's Health Specialist. Which I'm sure I've mentioned about 1,000 times now.
Truthfully though, I would kill to work at Good Vibrations. Or be a sex educator. I think I need to get my Master's in public health though, first. At SFSU. Cara more or less talked me into it. That woman is awesome.
I can't wait for Thanksgiving break. I'm house sitting for the Conklins so I'll have a little more freedom than I would if I was staying with my parents. Thank God. Love them, but still. I don't know how I'm going to survive once I move home after I graduate. I'm just used to having my own place. Especially when it comes to Josh visiting.
Meh.
I just need to get through these next few weeks and I'm good. I have to admit that school and work are burning me out.