*taptaptap* Is this thing on?
OK, this is probably going to be long, but bear with me.
It seems like this has been a period where a lot of people have been depressed. Gee, we're in an economical depression. Isn't that ironic? Anyway, humor aside, it's been a long time since I've actually put any effort into this. I realize that some of my friends only see me on here, as I'm rarely ACTUALLY on IM anymore. (A fact I am trying to fix.) Now it's time to rewind the clock, take things back to January 2009.
Some of you might remember, at the start of 2009 I had just finished EMT school, everything was looking wonderful. I had passed all of my exams, first time, no trouble. I wasn't top in my class, but I was top ten. Now that I was fully certified, it was time to look for work. So work hunt I did. I put in six applications in the first two weeks alone. In the two months AFTER the application rush, I heard back from ONE. Only one. They want to interview me. That's nice, an interview could lead to something. I go in and interview, and they're impressed with me. They say as much. They'd love someone like me to work for them.
When I have more experience.
So, they want someone who's been in the field longer. Got it. Well, I need a job to do that, so I keep applying. In the first year, that was the only interview I had. I needed work, but I was stubborn. I had this piece of paper that said I was a workable EMT, I was going to get an EMT position. Besides, who's going to hire someone that's just going to up and quit as soon as the job they want opens up?
Start of the second year, within two months I get two more interviews. Again, both companies are impressed with my interview, and say as much. Yet again, they decide to go with someone else. One of these was AMR, a company I was told scooped up any loose EMTs without fail. Is it me? Are they really only going with experienced EMTs, or are they telling me that they were impressed to not have to be honest with me? Seems like bad business practice to lie in an interview, so I have to believe that they want experience. Which I can't get if no one is hiring me.
It's now August of 2010. I'm still without work. I haven't given up on the EMT thing, but I've decided to put in apps anywhere that can give me work. I've been doing it for three months, and not one interview. I'm on the verge of just giving up. I'm stubborn, I'm persistent, and I'm resilient, but even a yote can only take this for so long. I've reached the point where Kane's reassurances aren't helping anymore. I have debts that I owe people, for multiple reasons. I swore, stubbornly, that I would not let Kane pay them back for me, that I was get an income and pay them all myself. We're financially tight, since Kane's been paying rent and utilities on our house for two people, and some extra when some people couldn't cover their full share. At this point, even if I wanted to ask him for some help to pay some people back for waiting so long, we no longer have the give to do it.
It was at this point that I saw the light at the end of my tunnel. It wasn't where I was going, but where I had been, and that's why I never saw it until now.
My roommate, Midnite, had asked me to run a few errands with him. (By means of, I had a car and he had a need for one). One of those errands involved going to his school, that he was starting at this semester. We get there, we park. We show up and walk around a bit. It had a welcoming day, or whatever, going on. It had all these booths with people to answer questions. I asked a few questions, just out of curiosity, and decided without warning that school was where I needed to be.
I applied and got approved, and went to get classes. All were full. I wasn't surprised. At this point, the semester started in three days. I guess I had no choice but to show up on day one and petition. First day, I petitioned Economics, Art History, English, and Japanese. The first three said come back on Wednesday, and Japanese accepted all petitioners. So, I'm now at 5 units. I'm hoping for twelve, so this is a good start.
Tuesday, I petitioned Statistics. OK, here is where I need to state that my roommate, Sinaqui, had also started going to school here, and was petitioning these classes right beside me. This is important for this reason. Statistics decided to accept only 4 people, and take a 5th as a possible should there be enough drops on day one. So, out of thirty petitioners, the first four would be in, and the fifth would be in conditionally. Each person got assigned a number, and the teacher randomly generated five numbers on her calculator. My number came up first. YAY! That means I'm now at nine units. Only three to go. I go in and take a seat, don't even bother waiting for the other numbers. I'm silently hoping my roommate gets in also, but we agreed beforehand that if either got it, we'd take it, try and petition together other classes, but not give up this seat if we couldn't. So, number two and number three come in, and then, Sinaqui walks in as the fourth number. Someone was looking out for us that day. We were both in.
Wednesday rolls around, and Economy decides that Monday will be the deciding day. The Art History teacher can't turn people away, so she accepts all 30 petitioners in her already full class of 60. That did it. I'm now up to twelve units. I still go to English, only to find out that there's no room in English for petitioners. Not too worried. Also decide not to continue petitioning Economics. So my twelve units round out to be MW 10:30am-11:50am; Art History(3). MW 4:30pm-6:50pm; Japanese(5). TTh 9:00am-10:50am; Statistics(4).
I applied for financial aid, and there were complications. There was a long fiasco where I couldn't get a straight answer as to if I filed single or married. It ended up being single, since the federal government doesn't recognize our marriage yet. This created a new complication, since I didn't work at all in 2009, I didn't have taxes filed or W2's to present. These were mandatory for filing, so I had to do some extra paperwork explaining WHY I didn't have either of these. Because of all this, my financial aid hasn't been processed yet. I don't know IF or HOW MUCH I'll be getting yet, but I know that I'll be getting it at the end of November... in time for the end of the semester. I've only bought one class worth of books so far. I don't have the art book, and I don't have my statistics book.
On the up side, I'm currently battling it out with Sinaqui over the highest grade in Statistics class. (I'm winning by half a point.) I've gotten no less than a 98% on any test or assignment in Japanese. Art is a little harder to figure out. I've gotten near perfect on every assignment I've gotten back, however, I just recently took the midterm for the class, and we haven't received any notice on the results yet, so I'm kinda nervous about that.
So, thank you for reading the cliff's notes version of the last two years of my life. Now that I'm no longer embarrassed by how little I've accomplished, I'm a little more open to sharing my life again.
Oh, I never mentioned why I was going back to school!
I'm majoring in Biology, specifically human biology...
With the intent of transfering to medical school...
You may call me Dr. Yote.
It seems like this has been a period where a lot of people have been depressed. Gee, we're in an economical depression. Isn't that ironic? Anyway, humor aside, it's been a long time since I've actually put any effort into this. I realize that some of my friends only see me on here, as I'm rarely ACTUALLY on IM anymore. (A fact I am trying to fix.) Now it's time to rewind the clock, take things back to January 2009.
Some of you might remember, at the start of 2009 I had just finished EMT school, everything was looking wonderful. I had passed all of my exams, first time, no trouble. I wasn't top in my class, but I was top ten. Now that I was fully certified, it was time to look for work. So work hunt I did. I put in six applications in the first two weeks alone. In the two months AFTER the application rush, I heard back from ONE. Only one. They want to interview me. That's nice, an interview could lead to something. I go in and interview, and they're impressed with me. They say as much. They'd love someone like me to work for them.
When I have more experience.
So, they want someone who's been in the field longer. Got it. Well, I need a job to do that, so I keep applying. In the first year, that was the only interview I had. I needed work, but I was stubborn. I had this piece of paper that said I was a workable EMT, I was going to get an EMT position. Besides, who's going to hire someone that's just going to up and quit as soon as the job they want opens up?
Start of the second year, within two months I get two more interviews. Again, both companies are impressed with my interview, and say as much. Yet again, they decide to go with someone else. One of these was AMR, a company I was told scooped up any loose EMTs without fail. Is it me? Are they really only going with experienced EMTs, or are they telling me that they were impressed to not have to be honest with me? Seems like bad business practice to lie in an interview, so I have to believe that they want experience. Which I can't get if no one is hiring me.
It's now August of 2010. I'm still without work. I haven't given up on the EMT thing, but I've decided to put in apps anywhere that can give me work. I've been doing it for three months, and not one interview. I'm on the verge of just giving up. I'm stubborn, I'm persistent, and I'm resilient, but even a yote can only take this for so long. I've reached the point where Kane's reassurances aren't helping anymore. I have debts that I owe people, for multiple reasons. I swore, stubbornly, that I would not let Kane pay them back for me, that I was get an income and pay them all myself. We're financially tight, since Kane's been paying rent and utilities on our house for two people, and some extra when some people couldn't cover their full share. At this point, even if I wanted to ask him for some help to pay some people back for waiting so long, we no longer have the give to do it.
It was at this point that I saw the light at the end of my tunnel. It wasn't where I was going, but where I had been, and that's why I never saw it until now.
My roommate, Midnite, had asked me to run a few errands with him. (By means of, I had a car and he had a need for one). One of those errands involved going to his school, that he was starting at this semester. We get there, we park. We show up and walk around a bit. It had a welcoming day, or whatever, going on. It had all these booths with people to answer questions. I asked a few questions, just out of curiosity, and decided without warning that school was where I needed to be.
I applied and got approved, and went to get classes. All were full. I wasn't surprised. At this point, the semester started in three days. I guess I had no choice but to show up on day one and petition. First day, I petitioned Economics, Art History, English, and Japanese. The first three said come back on Wednesday, and Japanese accepted all petitioners. So, I'm now at 5 units. I'm hoping for twelve, so this is a good start.
Tuesday, I petitioned Statistics. OK, here is where I need to state that my roommate, Sinaqui, had also started going to school here, and was petitioning these classes right beside me. This is important for this reason. Statistics decided to accept only 4 people, and take a 5th as a possible should there be enough drops on day one. So, out of thirty petitioners, the first four would be in, and the fifth would be in conditionally. Each person got assigned a number, and the teacher randomly generated five numbers on her calculator. My number came up first. YAY! That means I'm now at nine units. Only three to go. I go in and take a seat, don't even bother waiting for the other numbers. I'm silently hoping my roommate gets in also, but we agreed beforehand that if either got it, we'd take it, try and petition together other classes, but not give up this seat if we couldn't. So, number two and number three come in, and then, Sinaqui walks in as the fourth number. Someone was looking out for us that day. We were both in.
Wednesday rolls around, and Economy decides that Monday will be the deciding day. The Art History teacher can't turn people away, so she accepts all 30 petitioners in her already full class of 60. That did it. I'm now up to twelve units. I still go to English, only to find out that there's no room in English for petitioners. Not too worried. Also decide not to continue petitioning Economics. So my twelve units round out to be MW 10:30am-11:50am; Art History(3). MW 4:30pm-6:50pm; Japanese(5). TTh 9:00am-10:50am; Statistics(4).
I applied for financial aid, and there were complications. There was a long fiasco where I couldn't get a straight answer as to if I filed single or married. It ended up being single, since the federal government doesn't recognize our marriage yet. This created a new complication, since I didn't work at all in 2009, I didn't have taxes filed or W2's to present. These were mandatory for filing, so I had to do some extra paperwork explaining WHY I didn't have either of these. Because of all this, my financial aid hasn't been processed yet. I don't know IF or HOW MUCH I'll be getting yet, but I know that I'll be getting it at the end of November... in time for the end of the semester. I've only bought one class worth of books so far. I don't have the art book, and I don't have my statistics book.
On the up side, I'm currently battling it out with Sinaqui over the highest grade in Statistics class. (I'm winning by half a point.) I've gotten no less than a 98% on any test or assignment in Japanese. Art is a little harder to figure out. I've gotten near perfect on every assignment I've gotten back, however, I just recently took the midterm for the class, and we haven't received any notice on the results yet, so I'm kinda nervous about that.
So, thank you for reading the cliff's notes version of the last two years of my life. Now that I'm no longer embarrassed by how little I've accomplished, I'm a little more open to sharing my life again.
Oh, I never mentioned why I was going back to school!
I'm majoring in Biology, specifically human biology...
With the intent of transfering to medical school...
You may call me Dr. Yote.