plans change.

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“You’re always one decision away from a completely different life.”

When I was in elementary school, I wanted to be a geologist. I filled boxes and boxes with rocks and minerals. My shelves were always bowed out from the weight of them. My parents graciously gave me a rock polisher, I can still hear the rhythmic swirling of my precious stones, rotating in endless circles, being polished into lost gems that Indiana Jones would have wanted to put in a museum. I always was drawn to the geode, rough on the outside, but when opened, contained a beautiful cavity lined with crystals. Nature’s living proof of sometimes it’s better to look inward than outward. This was extremely poetic to my twelve year old mind. Related image

After high school I had no idea what I wanted. I wasn’t driven. I was so terrified that I didn’t know “what I wanted to do with my life” that I completely shut down. I enrolled in the local community college and graduated with what I like to refer as my “Frankenstein Degree” in the form of an Associate in Arts Degree. Drawing classes, Intro to Journalism, Trigonometry (why?!), and a million General Ed classes. You get the idea.

I then started my twenties believing I wanted to be a veterinary technician, why not? Science? Good.
Dogs & cats all day? Real good.

Cue my first “grown-up” job. Veterinary Assistant and Client Service Specialist. I had paid vacation AND a 401K option? Holy shit. Who was I? What even is a 401K?

I stayed with my job for almost five years. Some days I regret it, other days I know better. But that is a different post for a different time.

// fast forward

After a domino effect of life-altering revelations and experiences, I found myself back at community college, twenty-five years old, being swallowed in a sea of eighteen year old man bun wearing engineering students. Pursuing what? Computer Programming, my newest love.

A string (programming pun) of constant puzzles, in a different language that can be customized to do whatever I want. Pretty amazing.

// now

I am currently a month away from graduation (again) where I will receive an Associates in Programming & User Support. Where I am also being named as Outstanding Business Graduate (what?!) and receiving a Presidential Honor Award.

Soon I will be transferring to a four-year university, at the age of 28.

Sometimes I wonder if high school Sam would recognize me.

// why you make this blog? Image result for why you cry mrs geller

I want to share my story.
As a nontraditional student, it’s hard to find others going through the same experience as me & I just want to let other women who want to go back to school know, they aren’t alone.

Talk to you soon!


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