Figuring Things Out

Haha, what a title. I actually have no idea what I’m doing, let alone have anything figured out.

I think, however, that I have found a place to do my practicum for my degree. It fits what I want and it’s in New York City.

I don’t really need to start planing this until next winter, but I’m looking forward to the future and can’t wait for it. I’m really boring right now and want to live. But I’m trapped for now so I’ll keep dreaming about my future.

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The End.

Obviously today is the last day of the year and most people are reflecting on 2017 and planning for 2018. Well, my 2017 started off strong and ended up awful. With the Patriots super bowl win and my adventure in New Orleans I thought this was going to be my year. Ha. Ha. Ha. If you’ve followed me long enough, you’d know I’ve been dealing with a lot of pain since June which has basically fucked up everything. On top of that, my beloved cat died and I miss her so damn much. Also, Trump.

I found out the guy I thought I may be able to date was actually just a creepy loser (no real surprise here, that seems to be who I attract). I also realized how much I actually can’t stand some people so I don’t talk to them anymore (this is probably a good thing).

However, like I said, it didn’t start off so bad. I met some kickass people who are finally people I can relate to (not your typical Mainers really). My friend from middle school got engaged and it’s so nice to see her with such a nice guy finally, and I have really reconnected with an old friend which feels nice.

2017 wasn’t as bad as 2015, I’ll give it that.

I’m not making any resolutions because I know I won’t even bother trying to fulfill them.

Maybe, just maybe 2018 will be a better year. I start classes in 4 days! Long story short, I’m looking for a new job (and hopefully leaving my other one). I don’t have anything else planned do we will see where the year takes me.

2018: The Year Of Tiffany

Oh Really

Strike 2 just happened. 1 more act of bullshit I am seriously quitting. You’re really going to get a meeting about micro next semester without the lab manager? Fuck off. Fuck you. Fuck no.

It’s bad enough I had to contact the lady taking over the class and that she doesn’t even have a solid plan for the labs for the semester. Just fuck all this shit. I start classes the third, have my other job, and may need surgery that would require a lot of PT.

I don’t want to sound dramatic, but I just have 0 tolerance for bullshit nowadays especially with people I owe nothing.