Part 2 of Major Life Changes

When my roommates or I have to vent or talk about life, or even just talk, we always sit on the kitchen counters. Dane Cook once stated that "something about the kitchen is medicinal" so maybe that's why we always end up there, but I had one of my biggest life epiphanies sitting on that counter. I realized that I never wanted to be a Speech Therapist. But now the issue was, what did I want to be.

Still sitting on the counter I made the probably not so politically correct comment of "I just want to work with little disabled kids all day." I realized I wanted to be a special needs teacher. Its something that I've been exposed to many different situations, but I was definitely out of practice with. I knew that with re-exposure, I would fall back into loving how I would shape and better both their and their parents' lives. I quickly jumped onto my computer to look up the information in the college course catalog, and introduced the idea to my parents that same night. Luckily, I have extremely supportive parents that knew how miserable I had been and backed my decision.

The next day, I went to an advisor in the education department and she helped me plan out the next 2 years of my life. YES, 2 more years of college. I was 6 months away from being done and I decided to tack on an extra year and half. I weighed the pros and cons and that time would be worth it. I'd be graduating with a major and a minor that would be extremely marketable in the field, and I have been told that I will be able to find a job whenever and wherever I want. And there is a very good possibility that those extra years in school will be almost or completely paid for by the University because it is a high need education field.

I pushed myself through the last few weeks of Communication Disorder classes, got mediocre grades, and I am now preparing myself for my first semester of education courses. I haven't been excited about school in 3 years and I can't wait to start my new classes.

Life this past year has been quite the rollercoaster, but I finally feel like I'm landing on flat ground. I knew I wasn't the happiest person, but you don't realize how unhappy you were, until you are truly happy again. I sorted out all of the things that were complicating life and can finally see a positive outlook on things to come.

So now that things are looking brighter, hopefully I can bring some new entertaining insights into this blog and ditch the life dampering ones for a while :)

Another Summer, Another Blog Post

Since its Summer again, and even though I'll be taking 4 classes, I should have more time to keep up with this again. My life has made some major turns in the past few months and the biggest one has been school.

When I went into college, i thought that I knew for sure that I wanted to be a kindergarten teacher. I had been a dance teacher for almost 6 years and being the oldest cousin on my mom's side of the family, I knew I had the natural talent and patience to work with children. After a semester of classes, I realized that the classes were so easy that I was bored and I also didn't want to spend 5 days a week with 25 five-year-olds because I had a fear that I wouldn't give my own children the attention they needed at home. So I started the search for a new major and career ideas.

I looked into every major in the catalog and couldn't decide what to do. My roommate at the time was a Communication Disorders major and I helped her study one night. I was intrigued by challenge of the school work. I thought it would be perfect for me. I could work with children, in a helping profession, and challenge myself through 2 more years of college and then 2 years of grad school.

By my Junior year of Com Dis, I was burnt out beyond belief. I had practically abandoned my sorority because I spent my days studying rather than socializing and I watched my relationship with Will go down the drain. I didn't give him the same attention I had given him before and he took a backseat to my school. I watched his heart break a little every time I forgot to kiss him hello because my nose was stuck in a book or my brain was distracted by upcoming tests. I busted my butt for C's when I'm used to getting straight A's. I would have given up but everyone assured me that I would get through it.

Senior year, Spring semester with only 6 courses away from graduating in December 2010, I seriously started to evaluate my future. I realized that all the hard work I did the past 4 years would be a waste because I didn't have the grades to get into grade school and the inability to get a job without a master's degree. Every other week I told my parents my plans for the future- whether it be letting my current job ship me off to whatever city they choose to go through intense retail manager training or attempting to apply for out of field grad programs in any state that would take me. None of these things I really wanted to do, but I'd settle on anything for some certainty in my future. I was/still am going through personal issues and I was looking for anything to tell me that the future was going to work out.

I've always been an overachiever and try my best at anything I do. I hate failing and I've always wanted to do something big with my life. The fact that I had no idea what I was going to do with the rest of my life made me feel like a failure. I knew I had to figure something out...

To Be Continued

"I've had enough so so for the rest of my life"

I found an old mix cd in my car, under my front seat the other day and decided to pop it into the cd player. To be honest, I was a little hesitant to listen to it because it was created when life was, let's just say, a little more simple, than it is now. But I am big girl now, so I threw it in, and forced myself to listen to all the songs, and I surprisingly got through all of them, tear free, and was content. But that was a total tangent, but one song that I thought might bring back memories, actually made my mind go in a different direction. It made me start thinking of what are turn-ons and complete turn-off when it comes time to search for a man.

Turn-Ons

When a guy is close with his family. While out to lunch with my mom a few weeks ago, sitting behind her I noticed a VERY attractive man, who looked to be in his early to mid twenties, eating lunch with someone who appeared to be his mother, aunt, grandmother, etc. I could have been completely wrong and it was his older mistress or maybe he wasn't even enjoying his lunch with said person, but from a distance, I was instantly attracted to the possibility that he was spending his afternoon eating lunch with his mother.

Little thoughtful gestures. If a guy will take 5 minutes out of his day to leave you note on your car, surprise you at work, whisper in your ear how beautiful you look, or even just a random hug or kiss in the middle of the day, I will melt in his arms in a second. These are all things that hardly take any effort but mean the world to me. I've had these things done to me, and I've done these for a past significant other and it is always appreciated.

A guy will hold a baby or play with a little kid without being asked to. I know I've always wanted to be 1 thing when I grow up, a mom. I think if a guy will voluntarily hold a baby or play with a little kid it shows that someday he will want to be a dad and he already seems to have a head start on those guys that could care less about little kids until they actually become a dad.

Turn Off

If the tone of your voice sounds like you've taken 1 too many hits on the bong. I was at work, running around like crazy, on an unusually busy Monday night. When a group of 3 decent looking guys make it to the front of the line at my register, I apologized for the wait. One of the guys began flirting with me and informed me that “the only thing he was waiting for was for me to marry him.” I blushed a little and continued to flirt a little bit, while trying to nicely turn down the offer for a date. Why, might you ask? Besides the cheesy pick up line that in other situations, I might actually fall for (if done correctly, they can be kinda cute) this guy sounded high as a kite. His friends sounded sober so I don't think they were all actually high at the moment, but it was just a major turn off.

You're wearing one of those Hollister Co. or Abercrombie & Fitch shirts with a semi-suggestive saying. I'm no prude on anything, but it just makes me think that you are a little too into yourself if you can parade around in a shirt that says “Don't get too excited. I'm only the wingman.” Ok, I won't get excited over you, I'll go hang out with the classy guy in a regular Hollister shirt. Luckily I just checked out Hollister and A&F's websites and didn't find any new styles of shirts like this. Hopefully this is fashion trend that has gone down the toilet.

This makes me feel really picky, but I guess this is time in my life to be picky, and there is no way I'm settling for anything less than everything I want.

One Word

Little Miss Sunshine State did this one word challenge so I figured I'd give it a shot while I avoid studying the ever boring Audiology

Cell phone? Dying

Hair? Short

Mother? Amazing

Father? Perfect

Favorite Food? IceCream

Dream last night? Bad

Drink? Tequila ;)

Dream/Goal? Success

Room you are in? Kubicle

Hobby? Sororitizing

Fear? Alf

Where do you see yourself in 6 years? Married?

Something you are not? Rich

Favorite Muffins? ChocolateChip

Wish list item? Boy lol

Where did you grow up? MA

What is the last thing you did? Procrastinate

What are you wearing? Sweatshirt

Favorite TV Show? Grey's

Pets? Cats

Friends? Hilarious

Your life? Rollercoaster

Your mood? Lethargic

Facebook? Yes

Favorite place to eat? iKiwi

Missing Someone? Sam

Your vehicle? Shitty

What you aren't wearing? Undewwear... jk Necklace

Favorite Store? AE

Favorite Color? Pink

Last time you laughed? 1:24 pm

Last time you cried? ???

Best friend? Sam

Place you go to over and over? School

She's from Boston

Ok, so I may not specifically be from Boston, MA but its a pretty good representation of what Massachusetts in general is like. Besides the obvious Boston accent, people from Mass tend to have some personality traits that at first someone make take as offensive, but honestly I'm proud of it. There is a huge list but here are a few that are completely true.

• Anything west of Worcester is the boondocks...and you know how to pronounce Worcester.
• The person driving in front of you is going 70 mph and you are cursing him for going too slow. You will most probably ride ass of said person until they move. (This is how I learned to drive, and believe that its the reason that I didn't rear-end the person in front of me during my accident because I'm used to tailgating)
• You can navigate a rotary without a problem.
• You think the rest of the country owes you for having things like Thanksgiving and independence.
• You know how to use the words "WICKED" and "GOOD" together.
  
• You know what the "BIG DIG" means, and have grown used to its inconvenience.
• You would never say, Cape Cod. It's "The Cape."
• You went to Old Sturbridge Village, Plymouth Plantation, or both, on a field trip in elementary school. (UGH too many times)
• You can drive to the mountains and the ocean, all in one day.

Moving to Florida has been so much fun, but I really do miss Massachusetts a lot and I will always be a Cape/Boston girl <3

"She wears a Red Sox cap to hide her baby dreads.
The girl she was in New England is different now and dead.
In all the local bars, she flirts and tells the boys while they're talking
that she's from Boston"

If my house was in need of an intervention, it would be....

So my roomies are probably going to kill me for this, but all three of us have major addictions that we need to get under control...

Roomie #1 - Diet Sunkist. She drinks Diet Sunkist everyday, and by drink, I mean anywhere from 3-8 cans a day. That's almost a pack a day. You are sure to find empty cans of Diet Sunkist around house, with the oddest place I've found one was in the shower. We have all agreed though that if she was drinking this same amount in alcohol, then we'd REALLY have a problem.

Roomie #2- Internet games. To be more specific, Farmville, Happy Aquarium, My Zoo, and I'm sure some others I'm not aware of. We'll be sitting at the table, doing "homework" and all of a sudden, I'll hear aquarium noises coming from her computer. Again, if she was putting this time towards something actually harmful, I might have to step in for a real intervention.

Roomie #3 (a.k.a. me)- Cheese. I will melt cheese on anything that will allow it. Pasta, nacho chips, chicken, fish, and I've even stooped low enough to melting cheese on saltines. Now I do consider this a real problem, and if I don't stop soon, I'm probably going to have some serious health problems in the future. I should prob just stop buying cheese.

I bet people would take some time out of their day to watch the T.V. show "Intervention" and see all our friends sitting around our living room, telling me how my cheese problem is ruining their lives.

Good Karma, Bad Karma

I'm a total believer in karma and "pay it forward" and all that jazz. When something not so fun happens to a not so nice person, my favorite phrase is "Karma's a bitch." Unfortunately, sometimes I feel as if my good deeds don't always seem to end in good karma.

Recent Good and Bad Karma-

Things that could result in good karma

• The man at the Target register gave me $10 too much change, and I returned the change later in the day after I noticed
• I picked up an extra shift after my shift for a kid that got his car stuck in a car wash (true story)
• Training for a 5k to benefit the Make-A-Wish foundation

Things that make me look like I deserve bad karma

• I get rear-ended on my way home from the grocery store the other day, which happened to be the same day I picked up that extra shifts
  
• I got a speeding ticket on the road that I purposely don't speed on because I know that there are often speed traps, yet I was jamming out to Miley Cyrus and didn't realize how fast I was going
• I have yet to find an adventurous life companion (I'll explain more later) and still end up dealing with the same immature guys

Oh, Good Karma. You're welcome to come around whenever you want. The sooner the better!