I needed to start writing again. I have no one to vent to in person and I've felt that itch to start writing again. I'm planning on writing more on topics and such this time around. Writing about my life can be quite boring at times, which I think may have been the problem with keeping me motivated to continue writing in this journal before. You'll notice I deleted all of my previous posts. Most of those were from 2007 and are terribly outdated. Fresh start for a new chapter of my life.
I'm single and ... mostly loving it. I still have John to go hang out with when I'm down or just needing socialization, but I really have no desire to be around him all the time anymore. I'm pretty sure all of that is mutual. It would be nice to find someone who could just relax and do nothing with me and still have a great time. But I really am trying hard to not focus on love so much these days, as getting ready for school.
I'm about 90% sure I'm wanting to go into Nursing. It has fabulous job security prospects, but I'm not 100% sure that working with people all day long is what I want to do with my life. I get a charge out of helping others out, but then the cruel, heartless part of me objects to it at the same time. I'm thinking getting the degree will just be something I push through to obtain so that I can have a definite job and never worry about money. Get in with a OB/GYN practice where I can work with women in maternity, etc, and enjoy life.
I'm at a point in my life where I'm wanting to embrace all the beauty the world has and celebrate it. I'm getting into bohemian culture. I've abandoned the practice of wearing pants. Working as a nurse will be the only thing to get me back in pants. I'm going to be painting and designing my room in a bohemian theme - haven't decided on color(s) or materials, but it's slowly coming along. First thing's first - gotta move all of my junk from the apartment back home. I sort of feel like throwing it all away and just starting fresh. I don't need things and I'm tired of carrying them around. Really the only things I feel like carrying around for the rest of my life are books, movies, video games and photos. Everything else, I don't care. I'm sort of loathing packing up my kitchen stuff and storing it in boxes in my parents' basement until I buy my own home. That and my linens is pretty much all I want to bring back from the apartment. Everything else .... it's just stuff.
To end on a good note, I have found the most delicious scent currently offered by Bath & Body Works
Sensual Amber. It's musky yet feminine and clean. Gorgeous scent.
I'll see you when I see you.
