A week of change

I quit my job and my major. Things in my life needed to change so I actually did something about it. I didn't wait it out (like I usually do) and hope that things got better or magically worked themselves out. 

Lately things at work hadn't been the best. I wasn't feeling good about certain things and it was kind of giving my anxiety... a lot of anxiety. 

Sure, I think  some of the anxiety stems from the sole fact that I work retail, but retail is going to be life until I graduate. I have come to accept that. Retailers are really good at working around a students schedule and unfortunately thats what I am. 

 So, I didn't go far. Same mall... different store. I got a job at J. Crew. They offered me more money and (hopefully) a better situation.

 So I quit Banana. I learned that quitting is awkward. Or at least it was for me. The manager I told was not trying to make it very easy or any less awkward. I guess there is a first for everything. 

And now to the school part. I've wanted to be a nurse for quite some time now. I still think the idea of being a nurse is something amazing.

But being a nurse means being academically competitive. 

I am so not competitive. What's the opposite of competitive? Whatever it is, thats me.  And as for the academic part... I'm not much of that either. I strongly dislike school. So picking a major that heavily ways on school and lots and lots of studying was not smart on my part. 

I will always love nurses and what they do. I will just have to secretly live vicariously through my sister in law (I hope thats okay Courtney). 

I need to be done with school. I just need to graduate. For something I hate so much, I have seriously been taking my sweet time getting out of it. 

Don't ask me what I want to major in though. I think I know but I'm not confident in myself at this point. When I am sure of my decision and sure of myself I will let you know.