A Semester of Blessings

Fall semester of 2014, freshman at University of Maine Farmington.

Two days in and I had already declared a new major, rehabilitation services.

More like me I thought and soon discovered.

Goals of first month:

Meet friends.

Make dorm room look cute.

Don't f*** up.

Pass classes.

I survived my first semester in college, hip hip hooray! Or should we wait for final grades? Nah, I made it and I sure do love it! College is a whole new level of independence that I am thriving off of. It was a challenge not to rush myself into finding a job right away, but I wanted to allow myself time to sink into the college life. My work study seemed like plenty, but I waited for something else to come along. Though I felt like it was some stiff criteria I knew I wanted three things in my next job 1.) CNA at an assisted living home 2.) Flexible boss & a place where people work as a team 3.) A job within walking distance. Answers were prayed when I received an email about a job at the Pierce house right in town. For the first few months I passed this assisted home every single day, at night I googled local CNA jobs- and then someone from UMF told me of the Pierce house.

I truly blessed at University of Maine Farmington, here are a few snaps of my semester.

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