Full time jobs suck.

I think I just snored a little.
I'm at work.
I just drooled a little.

I am so tired that it's making me dizzy and it hurts to try to keep my eyes open.

I hate this job. For the non- Drexel student, most majors at Drexel University offer a "co-op" which is basically an internship. The work experience is one of the major reasons I came to Drexel. My co-op is for two terms and I work full time and it sucks ass. I don't do shiiiiit related to nursing. My next task of the day is to put away supplies. SUPPLIES. Not even supplies you find in a hospital. No. I'm putting away paper, and pens, and binders and shit.

I've fetched lunch a couple of times too. fml.

I'm a nursing major. Not a paper pusher, or a personal errands girl. This job makes me feel like nothing because that is all I do. From 8:30am- 5pm I am someone's bitch.

I miss my old job. I recently directed my friend to work there and I grew sad as I explained what job entailed. It's been a while since I've seen my buddies at work and I miss them so much.

For about 2 years, I worked closely with kids who have autism. Most people don't understand the social disorder and many are afraid of indivduals affected by it, but I saw something different. Just a child misunderstood. I loved spending my time growing close with these kids and gaining the their trust. I loved watching them learn new things because I was proud of them and myself for being there to help. I loved helping them through rough times because they honestly helped me as well.

I think what I love and miss the most is the feeling I get when the students know exactly who I am and run up to me excited to see me. Their smiles and laughs are contagious. I love that feeling I get when I can hear MY name being called from a different room because I'm the one they are searching for. That certain satisfaction of knowing that I've touched the heart of an individual with autism.

This one boy in particular remembered all our little jokes even after I had been away for a few months. He has a very limited vocabulary but we're still able to communicate in a more meaningful way. It meant a lot.

Welcome to the grown up world Ally.

That reminds me of that one episode of the Rugrats... You know which one I'm talking about? They are grown-ups and all hell breaks lose.




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I just made a ton of copies.