Wow. My last blog was 8 months ago. I totally forgot about blogging. But today my friend encouraged me to start again. So I am. :)
It is so weird to look back and see how much pain I was in, in December. It is weird because I barely remember those emotions. I remember going through it, but I don’t remember the actual pain. Thank goodness.
I did not get into Nursing School. And, it was totally a God thing. I started this blog explaining how I wanted to go into Nursing School, but all the while, the Lord had it in His mind that I was going to major in Clinical Research.
Long story short, when I went to take the exam for my CNA, I did not have my social security card (by an entire string of things that were not my fault). And I realized that, no matter what you do, how well you do it, or what your goals are…God is going to get His way in the end. No ifs, ands, or buts. He is going to win, every time.
SO! Now, I am extremely excited about going into Clinical Research school starting this August. I have 2 years to get my degree, and hopefully a job offer will be waiting for me when I graduate. Haha. I have heard that Clinical Research majors usually graduate with a couple job offers, so I am hopeful. :)
As for relationships, none of those right now…and I couldn’t be happier with that situation. I love being single right now. I’ve had multiple conversations with friends about how I can’t wait to move from the USA and travel the world. I need to get a job, save up some money, and go travel for a few years. I want to completely fill my passport and go to every country I possibly can. I want to learn a new language. I want to experience a different culture. I want to experience people. I want to experience.
So, with that kind of yearning for the future, a husband…or even boyfriend, would keep me from my goals. I would have to be responsible for someone else. Take another life into consideration. The ability to get up, move and travel the world is not an option.
this is the main reason why i am single and do not own a puppy.