The past few years have been nothing but downhill. Rejected time and time again by pharmacy schools, and then switching to nursing only to be rejected some more. Graduating from UH, but realizing that I was not really interested in pursuing a career in Nutrition. Applying to every hospital Pharmacy Technician opening in Houston and being turned down. Finding myself back at CVS, the same place I quit because it was too far, but now travelling twice the distance to Clear Lake, and also the hood by 45 & 610. ’with mah peeps.

I felt like giving up.

And then, it felt like a switch had been hit, just like that.

Desperate, I looked on Monster.com, and applied to this shady Company near my house..

Odometer when I leave my house: 76219.6

Odometer when I arrive at Novum: 76219.8

Turns out Novum isn’t so shady and is actually the company that tests and researches all those generic medications you take so that they can be approved by the FDA, I just haven’t ever heard of them. I finally found a great job that happens to be across the street from my neighborhood, pays well and I get my own office. It’s a big leap from driving 30 minutes, fighting traffic, running around the pharmacy with my head chopped off and no break. Relief, to say the least. Then 2 days into my new position, UTMB Galveston finally calls me back with a job offer, and I gladly say No, thanks.

This past week has been slightly depressing, as you may have wondered if you tried calling and my phone was off. But yesterday, everything bad was forgotten when I received my acceptance letter to West Texas A&M University. I opened the letter and glanced at it, saw the first word and thought it was going to read, "CONGRATULATIONS, you’ve been denied!" lol. I broke down, cried and hugged my mom for forever. Far & not my first choice (uh...Canyon, Tx: 626 miles away in the panhandle); I was willing to go. I signed the letter and mailed it first thing this morning.

I got home from work today, and saw THE package; it was big. I thought it was something I bought online. But turns out it was from Prairie View A&M University, my first choice. I thought, it couldn’t be. But it was a second acceptance letter. wow. I get to stay in Houston and go to school in the Medical center. Ecstatic. Things are looking up. It just feels like this enormous weight has been lifted off my shoulders.