[Oh, I fall in love just a little, oh, little bit every day with someone new. -Hozier||Someone New]

Good morning, afternoon, or evening to you wherever you are.
I'm so sorry that it's taken me a year to get back to posting back here. It's been a very crazy, hectic, crazy, weird, intense year. It's been full of love, friendships, learning, drama, breakups... All the usual life things. You know how it goes. I hope.
So, let me get re-organized and go through my past year, get my thoughts together right.
Last year, I turned 23, worked at Panera Bread for five months, then left to go to trade school. My trade ended up being Pharmacy Technology. Interesting field. I learned so much from my teacher, my mentor, and all the students I was in class with. I also thought I was in love while I was in school. However, we were together for six months, my ex and I, before I broke up with her. She was 19, acting like a child, wasn't motivated. Nothing. Even though she finished school in September, I had pushed her to find a job and/or retake the military entrance exam in order to do what she needed or wanted. I got fed up after a five weeks of trying to be an adult for her. If I kept being one for her, where did that leave me after I finished school? Right back where I was before I started - being unmotivated, without drive, sitting on my ass, not going to school, working a crappy part time job. I couldn't be an adult for two people - hell, being an adult for one person is hard enough; I don't need the extra stress of being an adult for someone else, too. What's with that? But I talked to my mom about the whole thing with my ex. Mom was telling me that I broke up with her with all the right reasons, being somewhat adult about it.
But all the drama that ensued was ridiculous! I do have to admit, I was part of the blame of the drama. I didn't act very adult about it half the time. But I got over it. Because this was a lesson. My old roommate from school had a saying that went, "It's either a lesson or a blessing." "It's a lesson or a blessin'," she'd tell me, "either you have something to learn, or it's something good!" But I changed it a little bit after this whole dramatic bullcrap. The blessing is in the lesson, especially with what I went through here. I learned to get not depend on someone else to the point of need, to know when a relationship is toxic, to move on. I also learned what I wanted, what I needed, and what I didn't want or need out of a relationship.
So, anyways, I finished school about a month ago. I'm having a difficult time trying to transfer my pharmacy technician licensure from the State of Illinois to the State of Michigan. But I should (hopefully) have it by the end of the month. It's crazy because I should have done this long before I finished school. And I am so mad at myself because I didn't do it. Why didn't I apply directly for Michigan licensure? And if I couldn't, why didn't I apply for a transfer before I finished with school? Yeah, I wasn't very smart.
School itself wasn't bad. There were a lot of people who had nothing better to do that to start drama. It was like their life mission to piss people off, start rumors, and get other people kicked out. It was like, do you not have anything better to do with your life? Like get the education you came here for? Stop mooching off other people's money and do something with yourself, yeah? Because without school, they don't have anything.
I found my personality twin at school. We are very much alike in how we think and act and in our personalities that it's kind of scary. We finish each other's sentences, we know each other's taste in guys, we both know how each other thinks. Hell, we even chose the same trade. We are both very driven in what we want to do. It's like talking to me... except she's taller, blond, and likes different sports teams. But we're both fairly passionate about the teams we follow.
Anyhow, I've been out of school for about a month, trying to study for the pharmacy board exam (you know, just a run of the mill, nationally certifying exam. no pressure), and looking for a job. It's been fun, fun, fun. Actually, not really. But, as soon as I pass this exam, I'm sure that I'll feel a bit better.
Okay, well, I'm about to go eat lunch, so I'll let you guys go.
Stay grand.