Lost my job, moving this weekend.

I’ve gotta pack up all my shit and move tomorrow morning. It was going to be on Sunday, but, I guess that’s how the Universe works. This is another lesson on accepting the external locus of control and how my life is unfolding. I just really hope these changes are for the best... I’m so tired of being so great at my profession yet lose my job within probation... other than the cafe and Home Depot, I’ve not lasted more than 3 months at any job...

Maybe I’m meant to create my own business and pursue these dreams of being at festivals all the time; as resident massage therapist and performer :D

Positive news is that I did fuckin’ awesome at my written exam yesterday. 91% haha! Sometimes my studying pays off. But wow, what a stressful time. I’ve got exams, and this move, and now this job loss, but I am starting another one at the beginning of November, so it’s not too bad. It’s just... like wow, what is this mess? Oh yeah, my friend from school asked me to be her roommate, and I did all this work setting up viewings, getting applications, handing them in, getting accepted, and the day after we agreed to this sick apartment with a dishwasher, a balcony, tons of closet space and pretty cheap rent for the area, she bailed on me. So this has been a kind of rough month. I’m pretty... baked. At first I wasn’t so bothered by being fired, but now I’m just kinda sad and upset that I lost this experience. I was starting to really enjoy working there, even if my client base wasn’t super high. All of my clients really liked my treatments, but I’m not experienced enough, and I guess I’m not of the same caliber as the other therapists. I could have been, given enough time...

I just hope this new place is more to my interest... and at least I can actually study this week and use my roommate as a test dummy for my practical exam. Yeah, that’s a great idea (: I should probably keep packing, though it’s not too much now, just books and loading out in the morning ish. Why cant anything be stable in my life, ever?