So on Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday nights I take a 30-minute public transportation ride (during which I am convinced the bus driver is trying to kill me with his abrupt starts and stops) out to the UW where I sit in a large room with 30+ other young-ish people from 6-9p.m., learning about something I already do ::sigh:: The plus side is that since I'm already in the profession my stress level is way low (which for normal people is probably high, but on the Elise-radar its barely a nag), so that's good. We can ignore the part where I called my mom after my first class in tears because I was so freaked out about how I was going to juggle work, school, boyfriend, friends, family, and travel alike . . . I feel better now that I've gotten my nails done and only gotten lost in the school building twice.
Welcome to my life
Blogging will go down and coffee intake will go up!
Also- I might get fat because I can't get my ass outta bed at 6 a.m. on
the days I have school to go running- it's just too hard.
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