The career I really want to pursue is massage therapy.
I never really was into school, not that I am just terrible at it or anything, I simply hate it. I'm also really good at giving massages, so I've been told.
Which makes this occupation even better for me. It requires little schooling. (like the basic things, I can do away with, if i wished to.)
I'd go to an academy the specializes in said field. Go work in some chiropractic office.
Then I'd be set....for the rest of my life, rubbing peoples backs and what not.
It's also really good pay for making people feel good.
Monday, September 15, 2014
Tuesday, September 2, 2014
subrayado por dias .
My Stress Test Results- 17 out of 24:14 - 20: You're approaching the danger zone. You may well be suffering stress-related symptoms and your relationships could be strained. Think carefully about choices you've made and take relaxation breaks every day.
The past two months have been very stressful for me. It all begun at the end of July, I went on a week, youth trip, to Atlanta. It was really fun and rewarding but the moment I returned home we started moving. I had a week to pack and then we started moving. I was still working at the time, Monday through Friday, so my day looked like this: 8-3 work and then home to pack (and we lived in a pretty big house.) The week that we moved into our new house, the week before school started, I went to bed around 5 am every night and woke up at 8 am. So this is when it all started, I was dealing with very little sleep and I was working at a very demanding job, entertaining small children all day. All of this and I still had yet to glance at any of my summer projects.
Sooo then school started and while everyone else was was breezing through things I was confused as all get out because Had yet to do any of my summer projects and we were still moving into the house so I was still going to sleep late....this was when the crying commenced. It was the hardest week. I had a history teacher that assumed that we all watched the news every night and about three test that week and between school and family things I had no time, period. I cried at the drop of a hat. One day I broke my ear phones and I mourned (cried) for an hour about how "I can never have anything nice" and how "everything I touch breaks." Surprisingly enough I am having one of those days today.
Any way I have become sort of a routine type of person, everyday I do the same things and I guess one could say that I've become a bit of a recluse. Anyways, my mom always taught me, that you must always give yourself an allowance, whether it be with time, money etc. So one day after school I finally broke down because I had all these things happening in my life that I either had no control over or had to ignore for a while cause I couldn't emotionally deal with it. ( Oh yea because I was always so freaking busy every minute of the day I didn't have time in my day to "feel" so for the time being I had made myself emotionally unavailable...it wasn't the best thing but It was how I dealt with all the changes in my life that I didn't particularly desire) I decided that I needed something I could do that would make me feel happy and like I have any ounce of control over anything in my life, and it would help me have time to chill. My conclusion was that I would go walking, all around, wherever I wished. Now everyday when I get home I go to my room change into something that's " not so hot" and I grab my earphones and a golf club (because that is the only way my dad will let me walk by myself ) and I go walking, for as long as I need. Sometimes I pray as I walk, which makes my feel a lot better, like I can handle it all....
The past two months have been very stressful for me. It all begun at the end of July, I went on a week, youth trip, to Atlanta. It was really fun and rewarding but the moment I returned home we started moving. I had a week to pack and then we started moving. I was still working at the time, Monday through Friday, so my day looked like this: 8-3 work and then home to pack (and we lived in a pretty big house.) The week that we moved into our new house, the week before school started, I went to bed around 5 am every night and woke up at 8 am. So this is when it all started, I was dealing with very little sleep and I was working at a very demanding job, entertaining small children all day. All of this and I still had yet to glance at any of my summer projects.
Sooo then school started and while everyone else was was breezing through things I was confused as all get out because Had yet to do any of my summer projects and we were still moving into the house so I was still going to sleep late....this was when the crying commenced. It was the hardest week. I had a history teacher that assumed that we all watched the news every night and about three test that week and between school and family things I had no time, period. I cried at the drop of a hat. One day I broke my ear phones and I mourned (cried) for an hour about how "I can never have anything nice" and how "everything I touch breaks." Surprisingly enough I am having one of those days today.
Any way I have become sort of a routine type of person, everyday I do the same things and I guess one could say that I've become a bit of a recluse. Anyways, my mom always taught me, that you must always give yourself an allowance, whether it be with time, money etc. So one day after school I finally broke down because I had all these things happening in my life that I either had no control over or had to ignore for a while cause I couldn't emotionally deal with it. ( Oh yea because I was always so freaking busy every minute of the day I didn't have time in my day to "feel" so for the time being I had made myself emotionally unavailable...it wasn't the best thing but It was how I dealt with all the changes in my life that I didn't particularly desire) I decided that I needed something I could do that would make me feel happy and like I have any ounce of control over anything in my life, and it would help me have time to chill. My conclusion was that I would go walking, all around, wherever I wished. Now everyday when I get home I go to my room change into something that's " not so hot" and I grab my earphones and a golf club (because that is the only way my dad will let me walk by myself ) and I go walking, for as long as I need. Sometimes I pray as I walk, which makes my feel a lot better, like I can handle it all....
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