Let's Set the Record Straight

I have not updated in a while, but before I get to it, there is something I need to get off my chest.

This blog contains my adventures last year, good and bad, and anything else that may have been on my mind. For those of you who stop through and read an entry here or there, know that a fair share of my foibles can be attributed to the crazy, but the rest I guess are me. I am fun loving, quick to like a person, eager to please, make mistakes, wrong choices, decisions, and so on. What you find here is me, perhaps more than most would care to share about themselves and their past, but its all here. Mostly. However, as much of me as is here, I implore you not to draw all your conclusions about me from one or two pithy entries. A turn of phrase, as good as it may be thank you very much, still may not capture all the facets of a situation or my thoughts. For every update about loneliness and pain, I have happy moments. For every sexy rendezvous, there were regrets, repentance, and lots of showers. Last year was like a Dickens novel, it was the best of times, it was the worst of times. This year will most likely be no different. I don't know where the year will take me, but I want to do everything I can to stay sane and off the streets, be it homeless or at a corner.

Now, on to the update.

I started a job as a CNA at the beginning of this month and I think I am gonna have to put in my two weeks already. Its full time at night. Next week classes start and on my days off I am going to be closing at Cracker Barrel. Every year I had gone to the hospital in the spring, I had been working more than one job and doing too much. With my schedule as it is, its a matter of time. A recipe for crazy. I know the place I am working at really needs good CNAs, every place does, but I also don't want to put myself into mental duress over it all. My main goal may be to return to Stanford but my main priority is my mental health.

In other news, all is quiet on the southern front.

What do you think about the job situation? Do you think its better to press on knowing I am jeopardizing my mental health for a chance to return to Stanford sooner or to play it safe and err on the side of sanity and potentially keep myself in Illinois another year? Leave your comments below!