Has It Really Been Five Months?

I can’t believe I took so long to make a new post. Seems like I’m falling into my old habit of stopping things in the middle…

In my defense, a lot of stuff has been going on lately, and it’s hard keeping my thoughts straight when I’m constantly on the go. I started back to school in August, finally settling on getting my degree in Human Services. At first I was aiming for Social Work and Child Protection, but I have since started rethinking that decision. I am entirely too emotional to deal with the stuff I would be seeing all the time and would probably lose my mind (or get fired for slapping some idiot in the face after seeing how they abused their kid….). I still want to help and work with children, but the only thing that is currently available at my school is early childhood education, and I’m not sure if being a teacher is right for me.

I seem so lost, don’t I?

My school work has slipped, unfortunately. I can’t seem to focus now between work and school, and I just got hired on at a second job, so I will be most likely working seven days a week for the next couple of months. The second job is only seasonal, but I have already told them that I would be willing to quit my first one if they could hire me on as part-time. I start this weekend (two days a week at 12 hour days…. Good thing it pays well!) I’m so ready to get out of my old job. I know it will be hard balancing two jobs and school, but I am in desperate need of money.

I’m determined to do better in school next semester. I have already registered for my classes and am working hard to get my grades back up in my classes for this semester. I still have a lot of thinking to do with how I want to use my degree and the path I need to take through school, but at least I have my foot on the ground.

Does anyone have any advice they can give me on how I could use my degree to my advantage, so I’m not wasting my time and effort going through all of this?

 

Moving on to the Next Step

I’ve been seriously thinking about continue my college education lately. My one measly semester at Vol State was a disaster, due to extreme procrastination and lack of responsibility. Now that I’m finally beginning to manage my finances a little better, and I am not so stressed, I feel as if I need to do something with my life other than working 9 to 5 at the local fast food restaurant.

The problem with me doing this is that there is no way that I will be able to afford it all on my own, and I’m not quite sure if I can get financial aid. Also, I have no clue what I want to go to school for, and I don’t want to waste all that time and money on a major that I’m not even going to use. My mother has a Bachelor’s Degree in Criminal Justice, and she is instead working at a factory on the weekends and raising my little brothers. (Not that I look down on my mother for that… She got pregnant with me while in college and still managed to graduate, but life just wouldn’t let her continue on.)

I feel like I’m currently stuck in a rut, and I want (and need) to desperately get myself out. I’m currently researching information on financial aid, as well as the majors that Vol State provides to weigh my options. I’ve also talked to my good friend about what I should do, and she has given me a little perspective on the subject.

No matter what, I just have to keep telling myself that I can do whatever I set my mind to, and that I can succeed in being someone great!

Blue Blood

The title of this post has no meaning – It’s just the name of the Foals song I’m listening to at the moment. The point of this blog is… well, there really isn’t any point at the moment. I’m just bored, can’t sleep, and have a need to write.

It’s funny how creative I feel when I’m suffering from raging PMS, yet I can’t seem to focus on anything. (Like you wanted to know that… Oh, well. Who’s reading this, anyway!)

Today has been a bad day. I left work after only three hours because I was sick due to Aunt Flo… and I think my floor manager was pissed at me because of it. It irritates me that I get treated like crap for leaving early or calling out once in a blue moon when everyone else does it about once a week. I’ve only called out twice, and the first time it was because I had the flu. I had a doctors note, and the day before I had thrown up three times at work (in a five hour shift, I might add), which my manager was well aware of. Ok, so maybe the second time I called out, I wasn’t really sick, but, hey. I had just worked a twelve hour shift for them, and I really had to go to the Chevelle concert. XD (Someone bought me the ticket, damn it! I couldn’t just bail!)

Thankfully, I’m off the next two days so I have time to rest up before I go back to work. I know I’ll feel well enough to work tomorrow and Wednesday, but… I just don’t care. Honestly, I hate my job, and I feel no qualms about not working. Obviously, I work my shifts if I have to, because I’m broke off my ass, and I have bills to pay and a car to save up for, but if I’m sick, I’m not going in. If I made more than minimum wage (and considering the company I work for is a multi-billion dollar powerhouse with stores all over the world, I should be make a lot more than that), I would go in even if I was on my deathbed. Alas, the greedy bastards won’t pay us anymore than what they have to, even though what we go through on a daily basis serving the masses of idiots that come through merits a lot more than that.

But enough of me complaining. I’m sure you didn’t come here to read my whining. I promise all of my other posts won’t be as annoying (hopefully). Now, I believe I’m going to continue surfing the internet like the geek I am, blasting music (which now consists of Gotye’s lovely voice!) and eventually try to get some sleep.

Night, everyone. I love you and your anonymous faces!