Back to school

I had to go back to school on Monday, and as anyone else whose suffered this can tell you, it sucks. In the 3 months I had off, I found my calling as a bum who got up at 1pm to watch Ellen. Yesterday was exhausting and today was even worse, but it was also hilarious.

We were doing op-tech until lunch and I just about had a fucking stroke. In the clinic I become most distressed as I can never get the hang of these procedures. I'm having more trouble as things progress and I'm feeling this enormous urge to pull out of the course altogether. But that's lachrymose, I'll get to the funny stuff. After lunch we were subjected to a 2 hour sales pitch from Dentsply disguised as a lecture/practical workshop. Luckily I was sitting next to my friend Emily or the whole thing would have bored me to death, literally. We found dozens of things to laugh at secretly, though you probably had to be there. I'll give you one example...

She was talking about the great opportunities that exist for the dental professional, and said "When you graduate you can work in the third world!" Haha as if that's all we're good for. What a bitch.

On the way home things got funnier. I passed a woman who was yawning at a professional level. ...I noticed her yawning reflection in a shop window when she was ahead of me and her mouth stayed open as I came and walked alongside her. I began to openly stare at her, entranced by her powerful yawn from outerspace. When she finally finished I had to speed ahead so I could laugh. At the train station a lot of people were pressing the button to find out when the next service was. I swear to god that I heard the machine say "the next service to Hobo Central will be..."Enough laughter! Time for painful thoughts! Halfway through the Dentsply "workshop" I realised I had worked with the presenter when I was a temp nurse in Melbourne. At that stage in my "career" I'd had enough of being a dental nurse and would candidly reveal this fact at work. She asked me then "well, why do you do it?" That question is having strong echoes now. I feel like I've realised too late that you can actually choose the direction your life takes, but maybe I'm too scared to go out there and do what I really love. I've bumbled along all the way up to this point in my life, without a clear goal, is it any wonder I'm not happy with it?

Op-tech means operative techniques by the way.