in just a couple short weeks
this will be home to me
i personally cannot wait.
i talked to the store manager at the michaels out there. he seemed really nice. they're letting me transfer to their store so i'll have a job right when i get to kansas. i'm pretty amped about that. he said a lot of things to me that basically boiled down to the fact that i may be working part time but he also may have a full time position open for me when i get there. personally, i'm hoping for part time to start because i kind of want to explore other employment possibilities. michaels is just so incredibly boring, but it IS money. and it IS steady. and i am good at it. mostly because retail is a mindless business and requires very little effort or skill. i need out of that racket fast.
i've been pondering a semi-career path or two that i may be interested in whenever it is i decide i would like to return to school for a "higher education". i would like to open my own restaurant. i love cooking. i don't really ever cook, but when i do i have oh so much fun. and watching people eat the food i've prepared and enjoy it. that's amazing to me. it's rewarding. i'd like to cook for a lot of people i don't know and have them come back again and again for the food i'm cooking. the food i've put forth my best efforts into making for them. i'd like that.
i'd also really enjoy some sort of psychiatric/counseling position. sitting around people watching, analyzing reactions/emotions/opinions/morals (or lack thereof)...it's all so intriguing to me. this kind of sparked off of a conversation i had with my dad a week or so ago. he had been having some personal issues that he asked my advice on. i gave him my full attention and fired away with what i thought. i told him how i would proceed in such a situation and how i viewed his life as it was at the moment. how i thought he was proceeding and the outcomes of his actions and where i felt corrections needed to be made. i offered my father advice. he ate it up. i think the most amazing part of the whole deal was when he told me that i had helped him in a way no one had ever been able to in his entire life. not one single person in his existence had been able to open up his mind as much as i had. all i did was listen to his issue, and offer simple solutions based on my past experience and opinions. it really, in turn, opened my mind up to something i had never really paid much attention to. i enjoy nothing more than sitting with people and engaging in intelligent conversation about any topic i hold any sort of knowledge towards. i may not be able to pick the correct words and put them together in a sentence 100% every time, but i feel that i am an intelligent person when i want to be. i would like to use this to help people. i would like to help people. i like to help people. i just wish more of my friends would come to me for advice, or even just an ear to speak into. i wish strangers would come up to me in the street and ask me what i thought about how their shirt looked. how they should get their significant other to forgive them. if they should just give up and realize it's done...get over it...life sucks ass sometimes, but dwelling does nothing but make you more miserable. it IS possible to get over that girl you dated for 6 months. it IS possible to take your mind off that kid you liked in high school. it IS possible to grieve and get on with it.
...i really feel like i'm rambling to the point where whoever has read this far has a gun to their head.
goodnight
i personally cannot wait.
i talked to the store manager at the michaels out there. he seemed really nice. they're letting me transfer to their store so i'll have a job right when i get to kansas. i'm pretty amped about that. he said a lot of things to me that basically boiled down to the fact that i may be working part time but he also may have a full time position open for me when i get there. personally, i'm hoping for part time to start because i kind of want to explore other employment possibilities. michaels is just so incredibly boring, but it IS money. and it IS steady. and i am good at it. mostly because retail is a mindless business and requires very little effort or skill. i need out of that racket fast.
i've been pondering a semi-career path or two that i may be interested in whenever it is i decide i would like to return to school for a "higher education". i would like to open my own restaurant. i love cooking. i don't really ever cook, but when i do i have oh so much fun. and watching people eat the food i've prepared and enjoy it. that's amazing to me. it's rewarding. i'd like to cook for a lot of people i don't know and have them come back again and again for the food i'm cooking. the food i've put forth my best efforts into making for them. i'd like that.
i'd also really enjoy some sort of psychiatric/counseling position. sitting around people watching, analyzing reactions/emotions/opinions/morals (or lack thereof)...it's all so intriguing to me. this kind of sparked off of a conversation i had with my dad a week or so ago. he had been having some personal issues that he asked my advice on. i gave him my full attention and fired away with what i thought. i told him how i would proceed in such a situation and how i viewed his life as it was at the moment. how i thought he was proceeding and the outcomes of his actions and where i felt corrections needed to be made. i offered my father advice. he ate it up. i think the most amazing part of the whole deal was when he told me that i had helped him in a way no one had ever been able to in his entire life. not one single person in his existence had been able to open up his mind as much as i had. all i did was listen to his issue, and offer simple solutions based on my past experience and opinions. it really, in turn, opened my mind up to something i had never really paid much attention to. i enjoy nothing more than sitting with people and engaging in intelligent conversation about any topic i hold any sort of knowledge towards. i may not be able to pick the correct words and put them together in a sentence 100% every time, but i feel that i am an intelligent person when i want to be. i would like to use this to help people. i would like to help people. i like to help people. i just wish more of my friends would come to me for advice, or even just an ear to speak into. i wish strangers would come up to me in the street and ask me what i thought about how their shirt looked. how they should get their significant other to forgive them. if they should just give up and realize it's done...get over it...life sucks ass sometimes, but dwelling does nothing but make you more miserable. it IS possible to get over that girl you dated for 6 months. it IS possible to take your mind off that kid you liked in high school. it IS possible to grieve and get on with it.
...i really feel like i'm rambling to the point where whoever has read this far has a gun to their head.
goodnight