i got an f and a c and i got a k too and the only thing that's missing is a bitch like you
It's been far too long since I've last updated this, and I highly doubt anyone at this point even bothers to follow my sporadic thoughts and musings. However, these entries are as much for others as they are for me. Milestones if you will.
My last day of phlebotomy classes was today. I think it's almost fitting that my last post was shortly before I started and longing for the five months to be over with and here I am, it's over and it almost feels like it went too fast. I'm excited for the career change, but it is more pressure than my current job. I have had fun learning this not so common profession and I do think I can walk away from this new job without the urge to rip my hair out. It still is a means to an end, a stepping stone to makeup school. That is a desire that haunts me almost daily now. Nothing made my longing for makeup school more apparent than going to a school for something completely opposite. Which I guess was reassuring on some level, since going into makeup isn't the most reliable job to sign up for, whereas a job in the medical field is always a sure thing. But as it seems I am going to be thrust into this line of work, I might as well jump in with both feet. If anything, the cash increase will be worth any hesitation I'm having. So here it goes to being a blood sucker.
It is also a new year, the time for new beginnings and it certainly is this year in particular. The job definitely plays a big part in that, but this year does feel like it's going to be a year of growth for me. It also shockingly has an air of optimism about it that is very odd to the cynic in me. I think some of that is because I'm finally putting a plan I have into motion and things are moving in a good direction. I see the "light at the end of the tunnel" to resort to worn out sayings. But optimism is a scary place to be for a true cynic, so for now I'm going to tread softly and go with the flow.
My last day of phlebotomy classes was today. I think it's almost fitting that my last post was shortly before I started and longing for the five months to be over with and here I am, it's over and it almost feels like it went too fast. I'm excited for the career change, but it is more pressure than my current job. I have had fun learning this not so common profession and I do think I can walk away from this new job without the urge to rip my hair out. It still is a means to an end, a stepping stone to makeup school. That is a desire that haunts me almost daily now. Nothing made my longing for makeup school more apparent than going to a school for something completely opposite. Which I guess was reassuring on some level, since going into makeup isn't the most reliable job to sign up for, whereas a job in the medical field is always a sure thing. But as it seems I am going to be thrust into this line of work, I might as well jump in with both feet. If anything, the cash increase will be worth any hesitation I'm having. So here it goes to being a blood sucker.
It is also a new year, the time for new beginnings and it certainly is this year in particular. The job definitely plays a big part in that, but this year does feel like it's going to be a year of growth for me. It also shockingly has an air of optimism about it that is very odd to the cynic in me. I think some of that is because I'm finally putting a plan I have into motion and things are moving in a good direction. I see the "light at the end of the tunnel" to resort to worn out sayings. But optimism is a scary place to be for a true cynic, so for now I'm going to tread softly and go with the flow.