This morning walking home I felt a lot of regret for things in my life that I had initially hoped to accomplish, but my new path over the past few years had taken me away from.
Seven years ago I would have told you that by the time I was 25, I would have graduated with a B.Sc. in Chemical Physics in 2003 from University of Toronto, and would have been finally working in the field of chemical weapons for a government agency. Canadian female version of a Chemical Weapons SWAT team member.
Instead I'm in my last year of a Commerce degree in Information Technology Management, and hope to find a job as a Business or Systems Analyst with the hospitals here in Toronto, while I somehow figure out what I'm most talented in, and develop a career for that.
But while walking home, I really wanted to dive right back into my original plan.and finish that B.Sc.
I used to love math, chemistry and physics in school, and I've always felt ripped off that I let my knowledge of those subjects end in first year university.
There was just a lot about me I wished was different as I walked home. Did I waste a lot of my potential? Maybe. But I'm not dead yet. I should at least finish my first degree before I try starting another.
On the fun side, I avoided St. Patty's Day like the plague last night. First one I missed since I moved to Toronto. I miss clubbing sometimes, but I sort of like the low-key social scene I've fallen into. I've reduced my weekly alcohol consumption level by more than 90%, so maybe two drinks a week, if any. So honestly, going out just isn't quite the same. The friends aren't the same, the places aren't the same, and the effort to make a good time out of nothing is more than I care to put out lately. It's only when Jaden gets a hold of me that the little club kid hiding in me starts trying to get out. So beware, I'll be at Phoenix, 107, Kingdom, or somewhere equally raunchy in the next ten days. Friday's evening at Velvet got the bug back in me and I miss my partner in crime.
I'm already in trouble. *snicker*
Seven years ago I would have told you that by the time I was 25, I would have graduated with a B.Sc. in Chemical Physics in 2003 from University of Toronto, and would have been finally working in the field of chemical weapons for a government agency. Canadian female version of a Chemical Weapons SWAT team member.
Instead I'm in my last year of a Commerce degree in Information Technology Management, and hope to find a job as a Business or Systems Analyst with the hospitals here in Toronto, while I somehow figure out what I'm most talented in, and develop a career for that.
But while walking home, I really wanted to dive right back into my original plan.and finish that B.Sc.
I used to love math, chemistry and physics in school, and I've always felt ripped off that I let my knowledge of those subjects end in first year university.
There was just a lot about me I wished was different as I walked home. Did I waste a lot of my potential? Maybe. But I'm not dead yet. I should at least finish my first degree before I try starting another.
On the fun side, I avoided St. Patty's Day like the plague last night. First one I missed since I moved to Toronto. I miss clubbing sometimes, but I sort of like the low-key social scene I've fallen into. I've reduced my weekly alcohol consumption level by more than 90%, so maybe two drinks a week, if any. So honestly, going out just isn't quite the same. The friends aren't the same, the places aren't the same, and the effort to make a good time out of nothing is more than I care to put out lately. It's only when Jaden gets a hold of me that the little club kid hiding in me starts trying to get out. So beware, I'll be at Phoenix, 107, Kingdom, or somewhere equally raunchy in the next ten days. Friday's evening at Velvet got the bug back in me and I miss my partner in crime.
I'm already in trouble. *snicker*
mudpub:
math and physics are fun (i can't say the same for chem.) i got my UofT physics degree in 2002. but first year courses are pretty good at turning you completely off, but it gets better and more interesting (obviously harder too.)