Last wednesday was my very last day of rotations - EVER! :-) I am very happy to have completed all of my schooling, it has been a fun 6 years.
I now have 20 days until graduation and I am currently scheduled to work at [retail pharmacy] on 10 of the next 13 days. I am very glad that a couple of stores are REALLY short on help because, to the best of my knowledge, once I enter that strange limbo between graduation and becoming a pharmacist, I will no longer be employed by [retail pharmacy] because I am not going to be working for them as a pharmacist. So I will have a glorious 6 weeks in which to do nothing except take and pass the boards :-) I only hope that I can make enough money in the next 2 weeks to sustain my life until I start getting paid in July.
Being on the verge of true adulthood has made me think a lot about my life these last 6 years and all the changes that have occurred in me and the way I think about things. It is interesting to think of the events and people that change a person. I think back to my freshman year of college. I came to college with my best friend from high school and we lived together freshman year. A lot of things happened with her that year and I felt a strong need to protect her. We were pretty secluded and didn't make friends with a lot of the other girls especially the first semester. I can't say exactly what effect this experience had on me but I have my theories.
During the second semester we met a girl who would become our third musketeer and live in a triple with us our sophomore year. Again sophomore year my best friend faced difficulties and I really didn't know how to help at all. Our junior year we grew to 4 people and lived in an apartment on campus. This year was a turning point for me I think in many ways. Things in the apartment were either great or terrible. It was 3 pharm kids in their first professional year and then my friend from high school who had changed her major to education. There was stress on all sides and a lot of miscommunication. It seemed like someone was always fighting with someone and it changed all the time. I realized that year that I much preferred direct communication to the more passive aggressive approach. I also realized that some things I will never be able to fix. I was very glad to get away when the year ended.
The next year was senior year and we grew yet again. Now there were seven of us all living in a house near campus. This blog is not big enough to hold all the drama that ensued from this living arrangement. If we thought 4 was hard, 7 was nearly impossible. I will never live with that many unrelated females again ever. We did this for 2 long years. Now this isn't to say that it was always horrible. We had a lot of good times too. We threw awesome halloween parties, we had study sessions that I will never forget, we had family dinners, christmas parties... yes, there are benefits to having so many friends live in the same place. Nevertheless, I would not do it again if I had the whole thing to do over. The biggest thing I learned about myself is that although I like to hang out with my friends, at age 22-23 I was ready to be more on my own and starting real life. I realized that some people just don't handle change well. I realized that different people have different needs from their friends.
So then the last year of college... I got an apartment with a girl that I had been living with since the apt at college junior year, A, and another girl who I had not lived with. We decided that A and I could share a room because our schedules only had us both in the city for a couple of months. B and I were obviously together at this time and although I have this apartment with the girls, I am rarely there. It is unfortunate that I have to have this apartment at all but since popular belief is that unmarried couples should live separately we must keep up appearances.
So this is a long and probably pointless post but we'll call it reflective. I'll try to spice it up next time :-)
until then...
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