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Monday, 23 June 2008
I'm Done, But Not Out
Mood:  crushed out
Now Playing: 'Sooner or Later' by N.E.R.D.
Topic: life, travel nursing

I'm done with my assignment in the Carolinas, so I'm happy about that. But my dad isn't going to be here until Friday to help me drive back to Chicago. I'm in a hotel now that I think sucks, but compared to my apartment in Corpus Christi, I'm at a Hilton. Whatever.

I had an interesting morning. I was told that I had all day Monday to pack my shit and get out, so I told the apartment complex I'll be out by 3. They said that was fine (they being the apartment managers). So imagine my surprise when, this morning around 10, as I was walking around the apartment in a t-shirt and undies, I heard a noise. I walked out of my bedroom and found two guys standing in the doorway. Let me reinterate that I had my panties on and a t-shirt. No bra. I'm a big girl (40DDD) so I was sure I was swinging like monkeys on vines. We all stood and stared at each other for a moment before one of the guys said 'We're here from Aaron's to get the furniture.' I was like 'oh, okay' and jumped into some pj pants. Unfortunately, my bras were... elsewhere, and nearly all of my clothes were in the wash at the time. But then I figured 'what the hell, they've seen boobs before' and didn't think anything more about it. It went fine after that. We all talked a bit as I packed and they did their work. Then they left. It wasn't until I was walking out the door to put stuff in the car when I noticed a piece of paper on the ground. Picking it up, I saw it was a map I had printed out and torn up. On it was the number of one of the guys. >.< I guess he did notice. Heh.

Now, in my P.O.S hotel room, I am headachy, sore, and Exhausted. I want to rest, but I need to get the rest of my shit outta my car so it won't get stolen. I can't wait to get to my dad's, where I can rest without having to be so alert of my surroundings. I am really getting tired of this shit. I need a massage.

Maybe I'll call that guy after all. ~__^

Nighty night.


Posted by Karen at 19:05 CDT
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Sunday, 15 June 2008
Good Feelings Gone
Mood:  irritated
Now Playing: No music
Topic: life, travel nursing

Gah!! I was so happy this morning. Now I'm in a bad mood!

Once again I was watching those house shows on HGTV. The one I watched earlier today was 'My House is Worth What?' These people had the houses of my dreams. I was going to vomit I was so fuckin' jealous. What really burns my cookies though, is that these houses were all half a mil. There's no way I could afford something like that on my own, you know? (At least, I don't think I can). Maybe if I made a hundred grand a year instead of seventy? I don't know. Still pissed me off though.

What also has me in a bad mood is that there's no way I can do international travel nursing without getting a bachelor's degree. That. Pisses. Me. Off. I don't WANT a bachelor's degree. I don't WANT to go back to school. Fucking hell! *has tantrum*

Okay. Sorry. It just hit me now. I turned 28 in May. I'm damn near 30, and no where near where I thought I should be at this point in my life. I have few friends. Except for one cousin, I don't associate much with other extended family because we're just...strangers. That's no excuse, but it takes two of us to tango. I'm tango-ing by myself. And I want these things for myself: relatives that be there for me and vice versa, beloved friends who I'll love until the end of my life, a fantastically beautiful home in a city I'll love... It may be too much to ask, but that's what I want outta my life.

I just have to have patience I think. I remember when I first wanted to do travel nursing. I was in the backyard in my hammock, staring up at the sky (bitching to God I'm sure) about how I wanted to do this. It was a year later before I began travel nursing, but I remember it vividly. I wanted to travel, but I wasn't ready at that time. Looking back, I know that now. I can see it. I may want to go international, but I can see that I'm not ready. I could be offered a million dollars tomorrow to work in Sydney, and I'd freak out (in a bad way) because I wouldn't be prepared.

There. I'm better now.

Thankx guys, as always.


Posted by Karen at 17:30 CDT
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Love Thyself
Mood:  special
Now Playing: Viva la Vida by Coldplay
Topic: life, travel nursing

I don't know why, but today I feel so much love for myself.

Maybe it's because this upcoming week is the last week of my contract, and I'll leave, knowing that I'll never have to see these assholes again. That thrills me like nobody's business. Smile  To those twats at Blank Blank Dialysis, fuck you! I'm SO glad I'm leaving you! Hah!! I'd wish you the best of luck, but I'd be wasting my breath.

I'm staying in Charlotte an extra week though, just to sightsee. I didn't get the chance to do anything here, and I'll be able to try out my new, super expensive Nikon camera. It'll be great.

I want my next assignment to be in Boston! I keep hearing so many great things, and I'm rearing to go. This time though, my best friend is going to start travel nursing also. She agreed to Boston, so I can't wait to get together to see the sights! And shop! Plus we'll be on the upper east coast. A flight to Ireland or the rest of Europe would be nothing compared to coming from Texas. Hell, popping over to Canada will be a breeze.

Oh well. Nothing more to say except to love yourselves. Love yourself so much that no one can tell you shit.

Hasta.


Posted by Karen at 12:11 CDT
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