I've thought about starting a blog before, but never really seemed to want to commit to it. I guess right now is no better time. I'm at a forced-turning-lane in my life and it just seems fitting to throw my ideas and experiences on paper....figuratively of course.
I decided to start grad studies in Biomedical Engineering. I quit a pretty awesome, well-paying, industry-specific, full-benefitted, bigger-hammered, road-tripping, never-dull engineering job at a time where engineering jobs are a little tough to come by. I thought the job was all I had dreamed about, but things change, as does my mind.
I wasn't liking it anymore. I was cranky, bitter, jaded, bitchy and tired. Tired of trying to be a round peg in a square hole. You can put a round peg in a square hole but it doesn't quite fit, the corners are still empty. I was tired of trying to fill the corners, so I quit. My co-workers said I was crazy to leave a steady paycheque to start even more schooling. "You already have 2 degrees and 8 years behind you, and you're going back for MORE!!" I always knew I was going back, it was just a matter of when.
I woke up one morning and decided that I was too young to wake up pissed-off every morning and drag my ass to a place where I didn't really want to be. Long-story-short, I Forrest Gumped my way into one of the most competitive programs at the U of S. I finally found what I think could be a good fit for the next 2 or 3 years, or at least until I change my mind again. My adviser is almost as chilled-out as I am and I get to break bones....literally. So far it's pretty clutch. I haven't started yet, so that could change pretty damned quickly.
I'm going to throw a disclaimer out there right away. The language could get pretty colourful and the opinions could be pretty obscene. I have no shame. I also have the mouth of a sailor, the ego and God-complex of a resident surgeon and the stubbornness of a bulldog. I can guarantee that some of the things I write can and will most likely offend you. Deal with it. They're my opinions and I'm sure you have yours. They may conflict and I have already accepted that. Please do the same. I like to pride myself on my honesty. It's one of my many charms.
Another one of my charms is my vivid imagination. I'm rarely bored. If I am, there's something deeper going on than simply nothing to see, think or do. I tend to be wildly entertained with the simplest of things, like the word "fork". I'm convinced that it's the funniest word in the English language. I, and Steven Pinker, suppose that if you say the same word over and over again, it starts to sound banal and strange. I like to take it one step further and make it hilarious. Also funny....."bean".
Deep down, I suppose this could just be another way for me to satisfy my need for narcissistic endeavours. So beit. This blog does have the potential to be a very creative outlet, possibly encasing every known emotion and perhaps others that can't be described in the English language....like Schadenfreude, I love Schadenfreude. It could be a wild ride, or it could crumble and fall.....who knows.
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