5.17.26 ✱ 6:50pm — ask and you may or may not actually receive. but you gotta like. ACTUALLY ask it first_
✱ helloooo i got a bunch of stuff to talk about. first thing's first: though not officially but basically official— I GRADUATED. I'M DONE. all that's left for me to do is take the boards exam and start shelling out my resume
for my program (also i am being vague about said program and any specific commentary on purpose because who knows if this site will come up in a background check or something. in short: it's not a secret at all, and you can figure it out easily via context clues, but you know) we get a pinning ceremony that is separate from school-wide graduation. it was really nice to go there and just be with all my peers one last time. i have a few that i know i want to keep in contact with for life, but the rest of them i just appreciated a whole lot and am thankful to have seen a few times more before we went on our own ways (hopefully to see each other in the workforce or something down the line lol)
i got a lot of pictures with my friends plus a picture with my favorite teacher :') i'm really really happy. i feel so relieved now. just the boards exam now, and then i can finally put things into practice! i'm so thankful for everything and everyone. i met some amazing people and changed so much over the past few years
when i first started, i was extremely anxious and also unsure if i was in over my head. it's crazy looking back down the line and seeing how your mindset has changed. i feel the confidence, and i feel so much more capable, too. i'm excited to use my skills and meet so many people
i also don't consider myself a super emotional person, though i am very sentimental. i never really cry at certain events like graduations or awards ceremonies. i'm happy about it and all, but that's the farthest it'll go for me. the only time i teared up (which 🍌, who was in the crowd, later told me he ALSO teared up at lol) was when our faculty speaker was giving her speech. the specific part that really got me was:
"keep your hands clean, and keep them gentle.
these hands are precious.
they will touch many lives.
they will heal the sick and soothe the anxious.
some will even will hold newborn babies,
and some will close the eyes of the elderly for the last time as they leave this earth."
LIKE I'M TEARING UP NOW JUST REMEMBERING IT. i don't know what else to say about it. i'm just so happy. it's not going to be easy (and it's not fucking supposed to be! this is serious!), and i'm thankful for it. i'm so thankful for everything. people can say what they want about it— the pay isn't worth the job, it's traumatizing, "i could never do that"— but it's just a sign that healthcare isn't for everyone. that shit will never ever EVER deter me.
like what you like. do what you do. and LIKE what you do. but no need to shit on other people. there were a lot of people that teased me for it or tried to deter me from this for a variety of reasons, both people i knew personally and those that knew nothing about me other than my major and my last name.
meanwhile, it was my life and not theirs.
if you like computers, go do computers! if you like business, go do business! if you like art, go do art! if it's YOUR money, then go throw it in the pot you wish to throw it in.
but ohhhh my god. stay out of my shit. PLEASE. we all got our own lives. go live your own! (obviously not targeted towards anyone who may be reading this because i know this sounds so mean-spirited. i'm just venting my frustrations at all the people who tried to give me unsolicited advice because they thought i was making a mistake. for. whatever reason)
i will never forget the amount of people that told me i should go and do art instead because i "wouldn't be able to handle this line of work" or "i just think you should be in art school!" i love art. i will always love art, and i will never give it up, even when i start working with my degree. but i love this, too. and that's why i chose to do it!!!!!! LIKE OH MY GODDDDDDD. i want my art to be a hobby. that's not the same for everyone, and i salute them. we need more full-time artists in the world. i'm not one of them, but that's exactly how i want it to be!
though i know most of them had my best interest at heart by encouraging me to "follow my dreams," it's annoying to have your "dreams" determined for you by other people because of what THEY think your dream is.
i think we should all mind our business more, honestly.
anyways, one last time to end on a happy note:
this last rotation made everything i've learned start to fall into place. i did the most hands-on learning i've ever done compared to the past two years, and i think i genuinely won the lottery with my preceptor. i really do think i'm sooo close to being ready to take on my own responsibility.
I'M. SO. HAPPY.
✱ after graduating i went out with 🍌 and walked all throughout chinatown. we had some amazing food, and i got a badtz-maru throw pillow and some delicious tea. I FUCKING LOVE MOLLY TEAAAAAAAAA. i had their matcha white salted cheese champaca. it was really good. next time i'll get their pistachio white champaca coconut.
it was a really hot, sunny day. i was sweating bullets, but i'm really thankful that i finally had the chance to just walk and walk and explore everything without feeling rushed.
✱ asking and receiving and the importance of it
one thing i had to really hammer into my head was the fact that i had to stop answering my own questions if i really didn't know the answer. more specifically for questions that were literally impossible for me to answer on my own.
eg. "are you willing to do this for me?" "can i have this job?"
i used to be afraid to ask things if i thought there was any chance the person would say no or that i would look stupid in asking it. i've since gotten over this by just exposing myself to rejection and doing it anyways. the surprising thing is, when i ask these "silly" or impossible questions, i've been told yes 99% of the time. it's crazy what things people will let you do if you dare to just ask (i've been missing out)
nowadays, i ask my questions anyways, even if i 100% WILL look stupid. i'd rather know than not know. i don't care anymore. think i'm stupid if you want, but i WILL know the answer.
even if you think someone is gonna say no, let them SAY IT. out loud. with their own mouth and their own voice. the amount of opportunities i've missed because i assumed an answer to a question i never even dared to ask kills me. i'm not doing that anymore.
✱ random thing i've always hated: when people pretend they're fine or that they don't care about the situation they're in because they think it will save the other person's feelings.
for an example: you're out with someone at the thrift store and haven't had any water all day. you want to ask to stop for a drink, but the other person is having a wonderful time looking thorugh every single rack. you keep it in, barely having the energy to talk or look through racks yourself. you are no longer having fun, but you don't want to tell them you're having an issue because you wanna be "nice." < this is what i'm talking about
to be fair, i understand that sometimes a little white lie is fine to keep the peace in certain situations. but i reallyyy hate when people do this over the littlest of things. especially if it's someone i care about a lot.
i've had people pretend they're not exhausted, scared, or on the verge of passing out from dehydration / starvation because they didn't want to "inconvenience me" and wanted to "push through" instead of just... telling me.
i think there's a big issue of people mistaking
the constant desire to sacrifice yourself at the detriment of your own health; a lack of self respect/self advocacy = being an amazing person
it frustrates me to my core. tell me when you're terrified. tell me when you're about to collapse from exhaustion. tell me you're hungry. tell me you're thirsty. tell me you're cold. TELL ME YOU WANT A BLANKET. TELL ME YOU WANT TO ME TO TURN THE MUSIC DOWN. don't just allow yourself to get worse and worse, whether that be from a headache, lack of sleep, or feeling like you're going to die.
whenever people told me about this, it was after the fact, too. like after going on a long ass adventure, people would say "omg i feel so much better now that i have water. i felt like i was gonna die." MAN WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME. THERE ARE 8520492343450 BOBA SHOPS AND CAFES AROUND US. and then i feel like shit because i realize they weren't having fun and/or were making themselves uncomfortable to make ME happy, yet i couldn't be more upset.
pleaseee stand up for yourself. you're a person too. i hope to god people can stop doing this around me
✱ sharing:
sorry stacy - digital alice
THIS VIDEO IS SO COOL MAN. the animation + the song. wowww. i want to be able to make something like this. blender and fl studio i am Coming. just wait for me...
ribo.zone's game page
i still have yet to go through all of these, but it's really inspirational. i've always wanted to make games, so i'm very invested in looking at other people's work. i think i'm gonna try and make a bitsy game!!! (just to get my feet wet. maybe then i'll finally launch aseprite and rpgmaker...)
oh and i have nothing to say about it yet, but i started playing space funeral! ("playing" is code for i'm watching someone on youtube play it)