WELL, Well, well... things have taken an interesting turn. Certain relationships have been resolved, and all in all I have been put into a pretty superior place. I was allowed to register for spring, so I have all my classes picked out for next semester. Nothing exciting or exceptional, pretty boring to tell you the truth but the good news is it’s the last semester of redundant stupid electives that mean nothing and then I get to move into the awesome nursing courses I have been so anxious to take.
Despite it being a pretty decent week, it’s been pretty emotionally draining and hard at work. I know that I am getting more legal responsibility at work, but it really makes me cringe when I think that this could be a possible profession. I wouldn't want to do this if my life depended on it. All in all though, I feel good about more responsibility, but I am definitely scared of letting people down.
I have been called a 'Type A' personality a lot recently. This strikes me as hilarious and flattering all at the same time. I have never been a 'Type A' personality. In high school I didn't apply myself and didn't listen to authority and I don't remember studying for a test a single time. Now, I find myself studying multiple hours for one test, and the payoff is absolutely perfection and the biggest ego boost I could ask for. I want to go to the library and shove myself into subjects I'm not even taking yet just so that I have a head start when the class comes. I have NEVER been this motivated in my entire life, and I am working my ass off and I love it to death. It’s just funny to me, because I have never been organized and super focused like that, but I really enjoy hearing multiple people tell me this and I feel a little proud of the fact that I am becoming that person, motivated and determined to get what I want, no matter what it takes.
I have gotten literally no sleep in the last week. This is due in part to my relentlessly long conversations with Evan that I don't even care to mention how many hours we've spent on the phone in the last couple of days, but it’s by far ridiculous. I don't mind though... I have found out more about myself in the last week then I thought I even cared to know, and I thank him for that. He has also given me some enlightenment when it comes to some music that I had been missing out, to my utter dismay. The Cure - Disintegration and Adore by the Smashing Pumpkins. If you haven't heard anything from either of these albums I recommend it with my whole heart. (Though, I think Evan has me convinced that I am probably the only person in history that hasn't heard at least ONE song) Anyway, good stuff. I am super glad to know him, and HEY... he has the same obsession with Kill Hannah that I do... what could be better?
I am counting down the days till Chicago... I keep hearing all this hype about it online and everything and the dates have been officially announced which gives me some serious peace of mind. I feel like a twelve year old. I want to go buy some construction paper and cut them in to multi-colored strips and chain them together and hang them around my room, like I used to do when I counted down to Christmas, and you know... you would just tear off a chain every day. I looked forward to that every December... Think it’s too early to start? But basically I just can’t believe how close it is already... It seems like just yesterday I was just talking to Jasmine about this and contemplating it. I didn't dream that I would actually make it happen, but that seems to be my life lately; taking a hold of the reins and controlling where I want to go and who I want to be.
I think I might have blabbed a bit too long now. This weekend will be filled with fun. Carrera is coming over, were going to Sephora to search out make up for a couple hours on Friday and then we will dive right into some premature studying for core classes she and I both have to take. (Type A, remember... =]) And relax all weekend. I'm on the edge looking over, terrified and completely thrilled.
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