10. I procrastinate procrastinating. Figure that out.
09. I miss a class… for 4 weeks straight.
08. I have a professor (the same one for two classes) who really enjoys reading student papers.
07. Said papers are due 5 days apart.
06. Intro to Humanites. Eff that ess in the aye.
05. Full time job. ‘Nough said.
04. I loathe homework. All ninety bajillion assignments.
03. I do things like write blog posts when I should be writing papers. I do things like read the newspaper when I should be writing blog posts.
02. GQ called. I have a serious fashion issue.
01. I just got bored. Find me someone else to talk to.

And for you, Mr. Craig, every time (two words… see? haha) I sit down to do something, I think of approximately 87.3 things I could be doing differently. I have a paper due tomorrow. Haven’t started. I’m screwed.

Five years ago – after I graduated high school – I had plans about college. I had just completed my EMT, and wanted to be a paramedic. Because I did poorly in high school, (I was bored and rarely attended) I had to get 14 non-degree seeking credits before my local state university – Boise State University – would allow me to be a student.

So, I started taking a class. Just one. Medical Terminology. And it cost just over $200 a credit. It was fun when I went. It was right about this time that I found that I had some social anxiety, and quickly started studying from home. I passed the class with a C, only going to three or so classes.

I didn’t attempt another class there. It was too expensive, and I just couldn’t make myself go. So I started working in the most annoying places off all. Call Centers. I made my rounds across the multiple offerings in Idaho for about a year, and decided to go back to school.

This time, I was jumping in head first. I was moving to another state, living in the dorm, and going to class full time.

It didn’t work out either.

When I got back home, after deciding that I could do it halfway through my second semester, life got stagnant. I was a 20 year old without a job. It sucked.

So I joined the call centers back up. After a couple of tries (I was a temp employee), I found a place that was fun, and hired me to be a permanent employee. I ended up being an HR rep for about 17 companies. It was cool.

I worked there for about a year, and got bored. So I found another job. A classified one. Well… not really. It’s just that due to many laws surrounding the privacy of patients, I can’t tell you about it.

But I’ve been there every since. And it’s been great. But I’m ready to have a degree in something. I’m going to major in Biology with a minor in psychology.  I definately want to go in the medical field, so wether that means nursing, or completing a pre-med program, I’m good either way.

I’ve applied, and I’m in the process of getting everything together so I can start in January. And, for the first time in a long while, I’ve very excited.