times'a'changin...

I've recently starting a program that will certify me to be a nursing assistant and/or a home health aide. Its been a week in the class so far, and i love every minute of it, and it makes me realize that i have finally found what makes me happy. As much as i enjoyed journalism, i never sat in a class (except photojournalism) and was completely focused and enamoured by the material. I come home so excited about what i have learned. Sure i forgot how to make my bed, and i was a little bummed about that, but in the long run, i know how to correctly wash my hands and i know how to stop bleeding and clean a bed with someone in it, and it's only been a week.
My mood has changed a lot. I am motivated to get in to a job. I am applying to positions in hospitals all over the city of Boston. I have also gotten on top of grad school applications and will soon be making visits to all those schools. I need to get in gear as far as the GREs go however. But, thats ok. I am doing pre-reqs at Bunker Hill and I hope they are good enough for schools. As far as I can tell, everyone that i have spoken to has said its fine.
Despite these wonderful things, and the momentum towards greatness, for me, i still feel as though i am lacking a few very important pieces in life. I sometimes desperately seek family and although i have pseudo family in NY, they are in NY not here. I miss them often. I also miss people that i have known for years. Boston friends are great! Please don't get me wrong, but there is something about a person you've known since you were 12. But we've all grown, and we are all in different places and have different lives. There is a human need for close companionship and i just don't know how to get it. Sometimes i feel as though i had it, its just everywhere else.
Also an observation I have discovered in the past few days, once you say you're interested in grad school, the next question asked is are you married or seeing someone? I am sick of this question. Because i am none of the above. The one i thought i would marry is out playing lumber jack (ok, actually sub-contractor) in Colorado. Patterson is doing a program that I pray to God will help him find what he has been seeking for the past 4 years. If you are so interested, as i am so interested, you can check out his blog, and the blog of his fellow brothers. I encourage prays for him and all those participating in the program. Its a hard 3 months and each man is seeking something unearthly.
All in all, i am doing well. Things are well. I will pull through the darkness and come out alright on the other side.

the day i played girl...

Last Saturday, our friend, Stinch, had a fundraiser for the AVON's 3-day Breast Cancer Walk. Called the "Think Pink Fiesta", everything was decked out in pinkness. For me, i had gotten a dress, my eye brows waxed (and kept up!) and some cute, peep-toe brown shoes.
May 12th also happens to be the day i was adopted 20-something-years ago. Marian, being the wonderful roommate she is, treated me to a pedicure. Mind you, this is not something i do. Yes, i wash (ok, i actually scrub) the hippie dirt off my feet. And yes, i paint my toes every so often. Not all the time, but often enough that they look decent (at least in my opinion).
So, we started the morning off with going to the Square Nail Studio. It was a really nice place. They use copper pots for the tin where you soak your feet and lime oil for the massage. I have to say, i did enjoy myself.
We next had breakfast at Johnny D's. This place is one of my favorite breakfast places in the city. The Wentworth boy and i went a few weeks ago and he sang the praises of their omelets - which is what i had that morning. A lovely spinach and cheese omelet. And it was good. Marian had a waffle i believe with what i recall to be banana's and strawberries. It looked quite yummy.
Harvard Square was next on our list so that i could get a breast cancer ribbon pin and a gold nose ring. When ever you are looking for something, it seems to be the case that it is never around. Not one breast cancer pin in all of Harvard Square. I did have good luck with the nose ring - so that was good.
Home was last where Marian tried her hardest to get my hair to curl and stay curled. Sadly - it didn't.
Make up on, dress on, shoes on, hair done - and here is the end result. The first 2, i played with the background in photoshop, the last one i thought the ladies on their side of my looked amazing so i kept them in :) It's hard to be friends with such beautiful people.

Breast Cancer walk...

I know a lot of people have been doing some pleas for fundraisers lately- i figured i'd jump on the bandwagon - but not for myself. One of my closest friends and her family are walking the Avon Breast Cancer Walk in honor of her pastor's wife who in the past year has been diagnosed. They are all so close to reaching their goals to walk - but its hard to have to reach a minimum to walk - so i am doing a little PR here and asking you to check out her page :

Avon Walk for Breast Cancer - Jenn F.

At this point - any little bit helps! Thank you :)

grey skies are gonna clear up....

the past few days have been truly wonderful. it is true, i have been severely struggling with life. the loss of the job really threw me, a lot further then i thought. i caught up on watching all of Friends, but i missed out on catching up with my real friends. my bed and pillows became my newest pals and ice cream my comforter. i kept trying to get ahead, getting into programs and then missing it by something or having financial issues.

After weighing in last week and realizing that i gained 7lbs i had a wake up call. Ali and i went for a few walks and i became much much more active. i stopped eating ice cream every day and cookies are now a treat and not part of every meal. so i lost 4.6lbs as of Wednesday.

i received a phone call Wednesday night and was told that the woman who fired me, was fired. as terrible as this may sound, i was ecstatic. Karma, my friends, is a bitch. Don't treat people like shit because it WILL come back. so i am gloating in that a bit.

this morning i went to the red cross and took the assessment test for the Certified Nursing Assistant/Home Health Aide. The class beings May 21st.

YAY. I am happy. I am healthy. I will have a long life. (a woman from the common used to say this to us...)