I always come back to this stupid thing
Dear World,
If I could, my idealistic job choice is to be a cross between Joel McCale and one of the assistants on Jeopardy. By that I don't mean I want to be half male, half female, I mean that I want to be able to watch TV then joke it on my own TV show and get paid to present clues to insanely smart people. Realistically, the world only allows for a few of those people and I am not one of them.
Fall semester: over. It was alright. Biological psychology at 8am three days a week completely made me lose interest in psychology whatsoever but I discovered that philosophy is pretty interesting, but very confusing. Computer science - I've never felt like a bigger idiot but it gave me a good excuse to play connect four. Qualitative research methods is whatever, I secretly like those kinds of things because I am good at them and can snicker to myself when other people make bad arguments, plus I got to play with elementary schoolers. In fact, I liked them so much, I am going back to the same after school center this semester because I miss those kids and they make me happy.
Winter term: over. I don't feel like describing it because it was kind of a whole three and half weeks in Europe studying World War II. It was kind of amazing and I kind of had a great time. No really, it was awesome. It especially helped me decide that I am moving abroad, specifically Europe. I loved Czech Republic but I highly doubt I would be able to learn Czech fast enough plus I don't see myself raising childrens there. Luckily, Berlin is wonderful and now I really want to learn German and go get a good German man and make lots of German babies. I shared this plan with my mother and she agreed that Europeans are very good looking and that I need to marry someone who is very attractive because "if your daughter looks more like your husband, you're gonna want an attractive husband".
For the last week I have literally been sitting at home. I haven't left my house since Wednesday when I drove my mom to the airport. I literally slept in until 3 twice. I didn't think I was capable of doing that, but I guess I was wrong. It made me feel really lazy so I hope I don't ever do that again.
Spring semester: starts Tuesday. I'm excited about my classes because I anticipate lots of actual quality literature opposed to super unexcitint text books. Quantitative research methods scares me just thinking about it.
I'm going to Dominician Republic for spring break to build a house with a little organization called Cambiando Vidas. I'm excited. I kind of have a few selfish reasons of being on the trip though, but I keep those details to myself.
Here is a short version of my desired jobs/grad schools in the last six months: Non-Profit Manager, Brandeis University; Ergonomist, North Carolina State University, Applied Anthropologist, University of Maryland/Northern Texas University; and currently - Occupational Therapist, Virginia Commonwealth University/Belmont University. I really have no idea what to do with myself, obviously. As long as I can get a puppy after I graduate Elon and have an English-speaking German hubby waiting for me, I'm good. Now to stop eating roasted peanuts and go to sleep.
If I could, my idealistic job choice is to be a cross between Joel McCale and one of the assistants on Jeopardy. By that I don't mean I want to be half male, half female, I mean that I want to be able to watch TV then joke it on my own TV show and get paid to present clues to insanely smart people. Realistically, the world only allows for a few of those people and I am not one of them.
Fall semester: over. It was alright. Biological psychology at 8am three days a week completely made me lose interest in psychology whatsoever but I discovered that philosophy is pretty interesting, but very confusing. Computer science - I've never felt like a bigger idiot but it gave me a good excuse to play connect four. Qualitative research methods is whatever, I secretly like those kinds of things because I am good at them and can snicker to myself when other people make bad arguments, plus I got to play with elementary schoolers. In fact, I liked them so much, I am going back to the same after school center this semester because I miss those kids and they make me happy.
Winter term: over. I don't feel like describing it because it was kind of a whole three and half weeks in Europe studying World War II. It was kind of amazing and I kind of had a great time. No really, it was awesome. It especially helped me decide that I am moving abroad, specifically Europe. I loved Czech Republic but I highly doubt I would be able to learn Czech fast enough plus I don't see myself raising childrens there. Luckily, Berlin is wonderful and now I really want to learn German and go get a good German man and make lots of German babies. I shared this plan with my mother and she agreed that Europeans are very good looking and that I need to marry someone who is very attractive because "if your daughter looks more like your husband, you're gonna want an attractive husband".
For the last week I have literally been sitting at home. I haven't left my house since Wednesday when I drove my mom to the airport. I literally slept in until 3 twice. I didn't think I was capable of doing that, but I guess I was wrong. It made me feel really lazy so I hope I don't ever do that again.
Spring semester: starts Tuesday. I'm excited about my classes because I anticipate lots of actual quality literature opposed to super unexcitint text books. Quantitative research methods scares me just thinking about it.
I'm going to Dominician Republic for spring break to build a house with a little organization called Cambiando Vidas. I'm excited. I kind of have a few selfish reasons of being on the trip though, but I keep those details to myself.
Here is a short version of my desired jobs/grad schools in the last six months: Non-Profit Manager, Brandeis University; Ergonomist, North Carolina State University, Applied Anthropologist, University of Maryland/Northern Texas University; and currently - Occupational Therapist, Virginia Commonwealth University/Belmont University. I really have no idea what to do with myself, obviously. As long as I can get a puppy after I graduate Elon and have an English-speaking German hubby waiting for me, I'm good. Now to stop eating roasted peanuts and go to sleep.