My mom's on twitter.
Has it really been almost two years since I posted? Between facebook, twitter and texting, I think I've forgotten how to write long form. I spend too much time on the internet instead of reading or keeping my room clean; I've really become a sack of shit the last couple years.
After breaking my clavicle and being on disability for 3 months (twice), I got comfortable with laziness... or maybe working at 5/6am has taken its toll... or maybe I've just moved too much and have gotten over the idea of unpacking and organizing. Someone come set up my stereo. Someone come buy the dresses Buffalo wouldn't take. Someone apply to college for me. Why am I becoming more irresponsible as I age? At the very least I think I've realized a career path I can feel good about and excel at, Veterinary Technology. I almost feel silly for not thinking about it sooner: I excel at anatomy, biology, nutrition; I care about animals and am not squeamish... oh, and I spent my entire childhood convinced I would be a veterinarian. Unfortunately, being the realistic killjoy that I am, I psyched myself out of that... "Becoming a doctor!? Too expensive, difficult, time consuming etc."
Anywhoo, to end this on a positive note, I will be taking Chemistry this Fall, followed by Microbiology next Spring in preparation for my application to the Foothill College Veterinary Technology program that begins Fall 2012. That's a year away and I'm hoping some crazy shit like me moving back to LA doesn't happen before then... or maybe I do.
P.S. Going to Texas tomorrow! After seeing the forecast, 96-100 and humid, I'm thinking about ditching the shows and just swimming the whole time... also, I've cut all my pants into cut-offs and am going to be fucked when I get home
After breaking my clavicle and being on disability for 3 months (twice), I got comfortable with laziness... or maybe working at 5/6am has taken its toll... or maybe I've just moved too much and have gotten over the idea of unpacking and organizing. Someone come set up my stereo. Someone come buy the dresses Buffalo wouldn't take. Someone apply to college for me. Why am I becoming more irresponsible as I age? At the very least I think I've realized a career path I can feel good about and excel at, Veterinary Technology. I almost feel silly for not thinking about it sooner: I excel at anatomy, biology, nutrition; I care about animals and am not squeamish... oh, and I spent my entire childhood convinced I would be a veterinarian. Unfortunately, being the realistic killjoy that I am, I psyched myself out of that... "Becoming a doctor!? Too expensive, difficult, time consuming etc."
Anywhoo, to end this on a positive note, I will be taking Chemistry this Fall, followed by Microbiology next Spring in preparation for my application to the Foothill College Veterinary Technology program that begins Fall 2012. That's a year away and I'm hoping some crazy shit like me moving back to LA doesn't happen before then... or maybe I do.
P.S. Going to Texas tomorrow! After seeing the forecast, 96-100 and humid, I'm thinking about ditching the shows and just swimming the whole time... also, I've cut all my pants into cut-offs and am going to be fucked when I get home