sometimes, its about death
@ 3:22 pm on 27 January 04
Listening: Kenny Chesney - I Remember
Oo0o! I just discovered there is a Mortuary Science College in Houston. That was were I originally wanted to go but I could find nothing about these types of schools, so I looked into Dallas briefly and than when I met Anthony decided to goto the school in Ohio so I could be closer to him (well, actually live with him in KY) and travel to school. I had it all decided and now....this.
Im excited because Ive wanted to goto Houston for so, so long and now (if I got accepted) I could and goto school too. The one thing I wouldnt have though is Anthony (not too sure if he was ready to leave KY so soon... we had talked about when I was done with school moving from KY). So, yes. Im torn.
This school is so awesome and it would be an honor to attend but at what cost? And how about my happiness? Hmm. Some things I need to think about. Seriously think about.
I also found out that I could be doing an Apprenticeship at a local Mortuary. The State of Nebraska allows you to do an apprenticeship 6 months prior to you enrolling in Mortuary College.
Im so excited about that! I can get some serious learning experience in and just learn how everything behind the scenes works out. It intriques me. God, the possibilities for all this is amazing. :D
Im one psyched gurlie. I think this would also be good for me just to make sure I am cut out for this line of work. I mean I think I am. I watch as much forensics, medical shows in all their graphic glory, and anything else on tv/vids that I think could benefit me. I talk to several embalmers already just to find out what its like and how they cope. Ive always been fascinated with death, hell I even detected someone who had passed in Rog's grandmas old apartment complex.
That was weird in itself. I remember breathing in a deep breath of air and glanced to Rog and said, "I smell death". He of course stared at me like I was the biggest, sickest freak ever to stand in front of him. And I said to him, "I know someone died here, has to be in one of the apartments up the stairs". He told me no way and we left. Sure enough, next week his grandma, Ruby informs us that someone upstairs indeed had died.
Now, I know I can look at the most sickest shit and I do mean SICK. In every sense of the word but thats a picture. I can do the same with a vid tape but the question is, can I handle it in the flesh?
Hopefully I can find out through this apprentice. Im going to round up several numbers to local mortuaries and make the calls... maybe talking to someone there in person would be better.
My mom called and since she caught me in the excited momement I told her all about it. She for once took interest. I knew it was geniune because any other time if she didnt want to hear about it (and trust me its happened to me plenty of times before) she would tell me to be quiet about it and that she didnt care to know.
She encouraged me and told me to see what I can find out and if there is any way at all for her to help. God that was nice to finally get her acceptance in some small way. Its a start people. Maybe its because Im actually putting forth an effort for once about something. Maybe she sees how serious for once I actually am and its not just talk....
I burned so many CDs today too. I know, I know. Report me to the RIAA. You know who's music Im *loving* at the moment though? Three Days Grace. Talk about some good tunes. I suggest you listen to it if you havent already.
My dads birthday is today. He came over and used the snowblower to clear out my driveway. There was so much snow packing my car in. Had dad not showed up I would be homebound for the next few weeks. Crazyness.
Junior went running out the front door, tearing up and down the yard kicking up snow. He was having him some fun. He came running back into the house freezing and shaking so we cuddled up on the couch with my blankie and got all toasty. Silly knucklehead dog....
My aunt is *supposed* to goto Nextel today for me and see about the credit check part. We shall see. Im not gonna get my hopes up but its worth a shot. If not, I guess Sprint here I come.
My aunt is taking us all out for pizza tonight. Im not one who normally likes to eat out, say in the actual resturant because I hate people watching me eat. I get so nervous even if someone glances my way for a brief second. But my aunt was persistant and she is doing me this favor so I figure its the least I can do.
Damn my nice moods. Heh.
Alrighty, Im outta here! *waves* lol
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