If you're reading this your probally thinking 'What the hell am I reading? Has it really come to this? Reading blogs for entertainment?.' Or there is the other possibility that this has actually become popular and someone told you to check it out. Personally I am hoping for the last one.
I guess Ill start by introducing myself, My name is Justine and I live in a small city in Alberta. I am 21 years old trying to work and save up to go to school to become an every day hero, that would be a paramedic. My boyfriend is in training for the military and to top it off I live in my parents house.
Now Ill start off with the part about trying to work. You see I worked in the oilfeild as an Emergency Medical Responder for a year. The money was amazing, the people I worked with were fantastic, and the job was so simple most of the time that a child could do it. I honestly sat in a shack or a truck most of the day and was on stand-by, you know just in case there was that one in a million thing that someone would get hurt. Thankfully the worst thing I ever had to deal with was a little cut, there was a few odd times when one of the guys would fall or get hit by a hose but they jumped back up and I got a funny story. Now I want to clear something up about female oilo feild medics right now. Not all of us are whores. Some of us are just there to make some money, and gain experience. You would be surprised how many people look at e funny after I tell them my job. Just because some girls cant geep their pants on dosnt mean we are all like that. I always loved working with my crews, all those sterotypes about rig crews are wrong. Well they proabably correct in some cases but in all my time on the rigs I never met a single person who was disrespectful or crude. Well I did once but he was not on the rig crew so he dosnt count. Damn Testers. They all have the same question for me, What happens if I get hurt so bad and I may die? Will you be able to handle that? My answer is always the same. Of course. No questions asked. If I have the chance to save someones life I will take it. I will do what ever is in my power to make sure you get home to your family. People ask if I will be able to handle it if someone dies on me and that always makes me think a little more. Would I be able to handle death. Ive never been a big religious person but I found that I would have to believe in something to do this job. I have to believe that it was their time to go and I couldnt change that. Will I still try my hardest to save them? You bet your sweet ass. And thats what will keep me going. As long as I try my hardest to save that person, do everything with in my power then I can honestly say it was ment to be. They were ment to pass away.
Moving onto the Boyfriend. Now thats a whole lot of fun. Hes in the military as I have already said. We have been together for a little over a year now and most of that has been spent apart. You do not know the struggle of trying to get to know someone while your miles apart. We however made it happen and celebrated our anniversary last november. Sometimes its cool dating someone in the military because they have friends and those friends will jump on a granade for him and he would do the same for them. Its a different kind of friendship and it astonishes me how close these guys can be and still want to protect one another. I almost get jelouse of the closeness they have together. I get jelouse of the fact they get to spend so much time with him and sleep in the same room and shower together for god sakes and Im sitting over here clutching my phone waiting for the next text message or the next phone call. I love these guys like family (Mostly cause when you date one you get them all) And I would protect them no matter what but sometimes I wish it was me he was watching movies with, or going to the gym with. When he comes home for a weekend we always have to make sure he spends time with his family too of course but I just cant wait till hes comming home to me every night.
Which brings me to the next part, Living with the parents. Now your probally thinking 'wow 21 and she still lives at home. PATHETIC!' but I'll tell you that rent in alberta is stupid! My sister currently pays 1350.00 for a two bedroom apartment that get so freaking hot its like your on fire, and thats with the heat off! The pipes clang through the whole building and often wakes up my nephew in the middle of the night. Plus when you work out of town for the majority of your boy you cant rationalize paying that much when your only there for 1-2 weeks out of the month. With my boyfriend being in the military I need to be able to leave this place at the drop of a hat. Whenever they want to move us to ontario or god forbid Quebec I need to go. I only say god forbid Quebec because my french is shit. I know you probally think all canadians are fluent in both but were not. French is hard to learn! And theres two types! Like what the hell is that?! French French and Quebec French. I hate it. so Quebec would hear me say Je suis Justine and probaly cut me. You may think that living with my parents is easy if im never home but because of the falling oil prices I was told I was not going to be able to work up north anymore. So now im home all the time, trying to get into a hospital job, and listening to everyone nag me about finding a job. I love my parents I really do but sometimes they drive me crazy. Most of you are proablly thinking the same. THATS NORMAL! it gets better after you move out. Something about being around someone constantly drives me nuts personally so thats why I dislike living here.
Im 21. I want my life to start! Im sick of waiting for the job market, or the military or school. I just want everything to happen at once. I know thats never going to happen, but I would very much like it to. All my friends are getting married, having kids, creating their own bussiness and im sitting here like; What the hell did I get stuck with? Everyone eles is doing things with their lives and im sitting in the same place I was 4 years ago after graduation. Sitting and wondering and waiting. Im always told to have patience, it will all come together but that is something I do not have. Well, welcome to my Alberta Life.
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My Albertan Life
Non-FictionThis is what its like to be a young girl growing up in Alberta. With a boyfriend in the military and career in the famous "Dirty oil sands". Join me on my journey and find out how the other half lives. (BTW this is essentially a blog)