So, I worked a double at work today: 11a-7p then again from 11p-7a (its 440am now) and I’m BORED AS A MOTHER.. you know.
Brought my laptop incase of THIS downtime and I stumbled upon my old photobucket! some things I could have gone without ever seeing again haha but the rest of these memories I wanted to forever imprint in my blog to share, esp with the faces in them!
Good morning everyone! that was the last 5 years of my life!
Change is inevitable
“In a chronically leaking boat, energy devoted to changing vessels is more productive than energy devoted to patching leaks.” -Warren Buffett
As my age, I have 24 minutes to spare. These years came to me as I walked home, the countdown before 30.
Waking up this morning thinking I’d be taken for every second till jetting off to work, I’m not. Luckily after the midst of this mornings eye gouging opener I felt like writing/sharing really. To myself to later reflect and in all honestly, remember as I record my life in this virtual journal.
Ever have that feeling of familiarity? yet it being so distant that your heart rhythm doubles in tempo, pupils dilate and i’ll admit, just be plain nervous. Most of you that I know, took the staple step of finishing high school, going to college and getting a JOB. Some finished (or didn’t) and went straight into the work force with hopes of ‘chasing that paper.’ Admiring all those now who are graduated and taking their lives by the reigns. Enjoy the experiences of finally getting PAID!
You can say I did it backwards. I went to a trade school in hopes of working a year out of it AND attending school at the same time. God I wish I went with those original plans. I changed. Learning now cause of money, I hate the currency. I splurged and spoiled myself along with others aside me rotten. Paying for it all now trust me. With no regrets of going back for the exchange of things i’ve done. You can say today I did think about it.
I haven’t placed a foot, or a thrown shoe even into a classroom since June of 2005.
Literally growing up down the street.. I walked the familiar steps of Hesperian University. With fog gazed sidewalks and brand spankin’ new buildings I swear it a dream. Inside the 700 building; Counseling. Walking away SMH 5 minutes later “of course Nino you can’t speak to a counselor without being a student YET.” I had made all these steps to returning online but forgot all my information at home.
“W# What’s that lady?”
Besides that embarrassment, I started this week as if reading a new book. Yoga, cardio mornings, no facebook or twitter and education.
I miss stimulation, mental.
I want growth.
I’ll make success.
So as you most are finished and/or finishing these however many units.. it’s taken, I commend you. My journey backwards, starts now.