now walk it out.
My new job is fun. I'm a receptionist and I help people. All of my coworkers are very nice, and most of them are hugely entertaining. As are our clients. I work every morning from 5:30-10:30. I know, right? It's a little rough, but overall rewarding.
I get 25 hours a week yet I'm DONE with work at 10:30-- that's when my sister wakes up for the day.
It will work well with school, which I'm so excited to start. I've been off for a year. It was nice, but it wasn't purposeful.
I'm majoring in Biology. I'm trying to be firm minded about this decision, because I think that maybe my indecisiveness comes from me allowing myself to leave options open in my head.
I want to be a vet. Not the nurse, not the technician, and not another receptionist. I wanna be the D to the R.
It will be intense and fun. Veterinary school is harder to get into than Medical School. nom nom nom.
2 comments:
Glad your bloggin', hope you are not done, hope to see all you all some time in the future, tell you dad hello!
man, you are an incredible writer. i hope you never quit...i can sit here and read your blogs all day!
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