I've decided that I'm going back to school. I'm really excited about it although I have no clue what I'm going to do or even do I have the slightest idea what I might be interested in. I've listened to a lot of people tell me that pharmacology is a good feild right now but that isn't to say that the fourty million who are in it right now won't take all the good positions in four years. However throught all the confusion, I took a test called the "Strong Intrest Inventory" apperently it is supposed to take from the different careers, people, subjects, activities that you like or dislike and tell you what kind of position or what kind of career might be good for you. I went so quickly into the military that I don't even know how to fine tune myself. I can't even tell what kind of careers I would slightly be interested in. Oh well, I'm proud of myself for making such a big and bold step into my future! YAH! GO ME! WHOO..HOOO!
Excuse me, I had to contain myself. I did my tasks this year and I'm getting back a really big check. I'm using it to make a down payment on a house, and also a divorce. Two more really big changes. But right now, I couldn't care less about getting a divorce because I'm so excited about the steps I'm taking. I guess you could say that I've never really thought that I could amount to much, and I'm basically proving myself wrong here. I've been talking with an old friend from high school and I realized after talking with him for almost six hours on the phone that I kind of might still like him. I haven't seen him since I've been home but as soon as I heard his voice on the other side of that phone my heart melted all over again. I mentioned how I was feeling to him and he kind of acted like a little boy all giggly and here I am thinking that just girls get like that. So there is big change number four or five, I lost count. Anyways, I'm so HAPPY
So i was just at the gym working out minding my own buisness and this big ol' beffy guy walks up to me and tells me that if i'm going to work out then i sould were my pt clothes. (pt is physical training). well for the past seven years that's what i wore to work out in. he then goes on to tell me how much of a disgrace it is to see people wearing these clothes when they have no clue what is like for those overseas. so i go out to my car and grab my mil.id and this idoit i swear couldn't even talk, he's standing there in his big ol' muscly body shaking say i'm s-s-s-so s-s-s-s-orry. well dumbass i fought for you too, so kiss my ass and shut up.
moral of the story: just because its not a military town doesn't mean that we aren't around you and any giving time at in giving place. as for the big meaty boys who think they are better than every one else because they are the size of linebackers..just remember you live in america and little girls like me fight for you to be that big.
Hey,
My name is Layla and I heard about this place. I've not ever done this before so I'm hoping to, well I guess try it out. I'm not really good at typing something great or even half interesting but I usually have some really good comments and that is what a blog is for right? Anyways so I'm Layla and HI!