So today is my last day at this hotel.
I have one final shift to get through and then I'm gone. There will not be a going away party, because I work the graveyard shift and because no one ever throws these kind of things. I've been taking some time to really think about everything that's ever happened here, all the things that I've gone through while working here...
It's a lot. I know it's only been two years, and how everyone older than me is probably smiling and thinking "just wait until you're at xxx age" and I know that I'll look back on this in a couple years and grin at how little I don't know writing this.
Just sitting here thinking about all the people I've met, all the events I've been through, how much I've grown up and changed.
It feels like this is the end of me playing it safe. I'm going to school, for something absolutely amazing and also really different. I feel like I should have known what it was I wanted to do when I was younger, but I'm also really grateful for everything I've accomplished and gone through up until today. The good and the bad. I made a lot of friends working here and I can honestly say I'm going to miss some people.
I don't really have any new hotel stories. This blog kind of lost its way I think, in that department at least. I've made some amazing friends from starting this blog, and I appreciate everyone who reads it. Just knowing that a few of you take time out of your blogging life to read my rambling bullshit means a lot to me. Thank you.
On a completely related note, I have this idea to start a blog separate from this about the journey (I feel so ridiculous saying journey, but that's what it is...yay tangents) I'm going on to become an ASL/English Interpreter. My plan is to start a YouTube account and link the two together, and talk about the challenges and awesome people and opportunities that happen to me while I'm out east or wherever I end up.
If/When I start said blog, I will clearly tell you amazing people about it. Assuming y'all weren't just here for the whores and dealers.
Thanks for sticking with me, guys.
Really.
3 comments:
The idea that you have to be a certain age to have a certifiable amount of "life experience" is sort of ridiculous, if you ask me. Don't discount everything you have been through just because you are young. And actually, I've found the opposite is true. I dreaded turning 30, but when I think about it, 30s is going to be a much easier decade than 20s and I doubt you will find anyone who disagrees with that. Only you would think that a job where you regularly have to call in the cops doesn't count as life experience. It does. You are the most badass young'un I've ever known.
As for the new blog, I don't think you necessarily have to have a new one. You are still a ninja. You can say whatever the fuck you want here. I mean, mine is technically about "parenting" but I talk about lots of other shit. I totally second the YouTube idea though.
In any case, stick around, let us know how everything is going. Be you. You will always be a ninja to me.
Okay, well, I know I have been through a shitload of things and such, but there's always that idea that I haven't really... experienced things?
I've definitely got more under my belt than the average 23- ALMOST 24 year old, but not as much as a 27 year old. Which is how old I'll be when I'm graduating. Jesus.
And for the second blog, it's more of a "keep that one centred on just interpreting and learning ASL" and "keep this one full of the fuckery I'm sure I'll encounter while working out east and living out there all by myself".
It's still an idea in my head.
I'm going to miss your hotel stories! I love your writing so I hope you keep blogging about your 'journey'! HA
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