So the last couple weeks have been very busy, but for a change it's been mostly good stuff. Still no word on my scholarships, but the school isn't crying for money yet so out of sight out of mind lol. There appears to have been a slight miscommunication between a couple departments at the new job, but it looks like I'm gonna slip through. I don't have the Missouri license they want, mine is for Kansas. The interviewer knew this before we even scheduled the interview, and offered me the job anyways. There was a bit of a hiccup with HR, I told them that I have sent a letter to Missouri requesting to challenge their test, no clue if they'll let me but it was good enough for the lady to overlook it. If Missouri doesn't let me I just hope no one catches on for 6 months, because that was the experience requirement without the license. Either way, I'm finally gonna get a few paychecks and something to stick on a resume, and some excellent experience.
Every week in the ER the nurses are giving me more and more to do. It's nothing that a volunteer isn't allowed to do, but after only a few weeks I'm doing more than any other volunteer chooses or is asked to do. The people in the volunteer department were worried that I was letting people take advantage of me until I explained that this is free experience and education for me. I'm usually the one asking for more to do. Hopefully I can get even more involved the next couple weeks and use it as a sort of pre-training for my job.
The other big news from last week was my 15 year high school reunion. I never knew about the first two, and I never had many friends in high school so I probably wouldn't have gone anyways, but in my old age I've grown more outgoing and decided to hit this one. The other reason I went is because I have been absolutely horrible about keeping in touch with people. Maybe I can use this as a chance to turn that around. Turns out...I'm a hell of a lot more popular now than I was then. Most of my old group of friends didn't show, which didn't surprise me at all. In fact, the bulk of the crowd was exactly who I expected, the popular crowd, cheerleaders, football players, blah blah. The thing I didn't expect however was how many of them wanted to talk to me. I spent 4 hours chatting with people I never said a word to in high school like we had been best friends. Denise even commented on my popularity saying, "I thought you said you didn't talk to anyone in high school?". The reasoning is obvious, in their tiny teenage minds they weren't able to fully grasp exactly how awesome I am. Now that they've lived, experienced the miracles of birth and natural disasters, seen some of the most majestic places on earth, they can finally comprehend the magnitude of my aura.
Or they think I'm funny on facebook...whatever.
So the reunion was 4 hours of laughing, catching up, answering "so what have you been up to?" 47 times, and an obscene amount of whiskey. The girls that did all the work did a bang up job, the food was excellent and the room was the perfect size. There were also a LOT of people there that had always been great to me, even if we weren't in the same crowds. I'm not going to list them all here, but I can pretty much say, if I spent more than 2 minutes talking to you, you are one of these people.
Even though most of my group didn't show up there were a couple there that were the most important people to me back then. A kid that grew up just up the street from me, Karl,we were always both on the fringe of the popular crowds, we fought a lot, but for the most part we always got along. Angela, who was always as nice as anyone could possibly be to me. We went to middle school and high school together, and she was one of the few that never cared what clique you belonged to, if you were her friend that's all that mattered. Then there was Sara and Sarah. They were best friends back then, might still be, and the three of us spent countless hours just driving around the back roads singing at the top of our lungs. Sara lives in Texas now, so this is only the second time I've seen her in the last 12 years. It was amazing to me that despite not seeing her for long there was no awkwardness. It was as if we talked every day. The next day she had to go back to Texas, and I'm not moving there any time soon, so it will likely be a few more years before I get to see her again, but it was wonderful walking away from the reunion knowing that I still had this amazing unconditional friend, no matter how much time or space separates us.
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