So I've posted about pretty much everything under the sun, and figured I'd get back to what this blog was intended for this time out. There have been huge moves in my status over the last month or so. I got accepting into a nursing program for starters. That's big...huge...colossal! About a year ago when I chose not to go work on the Honeywell factory for an absurd amount of money it was without knowing for certain if I would even get a spot in nursing school. Now that I have, there's no more need for worry or speculation. Now it's just a matter of time and effort, (almost) completely under my control. This semester is winding down, only a few weeks to go. Despite having a pretty brutal schedule it looks like I'm going to knock down another semester of straight A's, go me! Just had my first evaluation at work, and was told to just keep doing what I do, don't change a thing. Now I know I don't have the most complicated job in the world but it is still a nice confidence boost to hear something like that with a job you've just started. I found out for sure that I get a scholarship worth 14k over 2 years, not quite enough to cover what student loans don't but hell...it's 14k. I'm also set for a relatively easy summer, I have a couple classes to take, both online, few days of work a week, and a computer game that I've been waiting 10MFING YEARS FOR is being released the week after finals. So yeah...the last two months have pretty much been the polar opposite of the couple years that preceded them. I could stop here, with everything being all sunshine and daisy's, but if you've read any of my previous posts you know that's not going to happen.
The other purpose of this blog was to keep track of how people reacted to me becoming a nurse, and how I was treated in this new environment. I expected a pretty profound difference in treatment from construction, and there's no doubt there has been one...just not the one I was expecting. Sure, I've gotten the "you're doing what?!" reaction more than once, but it's all from my old friends. The new people? They treat me like a freaking rock star. I'm talking open, accepting, encouraging, helpful, all that crap you see in a Disney movie and don't think is real. It's made me realize, I pretty much hate all of my old friends. You guys are all a bunch of pricks. Screw you soooo much. Yeah, some of you kept me from drowning when I chugged too much vodka, but it wasn't because you wanted to save me, it was because you wanted to use me as a prop in your homoerotic fantasies. And I'll admit that some of you put up with my twisted sense of humor, but I think that's only because I cook for you. Don't get me wrong here, I'm still going to hang out with you, I'm just going to hate every second of it. While we are drinking, joking, and laughing just remember that I'm actually seething inside and hoping that 2 lightning bugs get lodged in your ear while they're having sex and the eggs hatch in your sleep 3 months later. There is still hope however, I'm willing to once again consider you good friends but the simple truth is, you're going to have to try harder.
