Give It To Me Baby
Some changes in Amber since last we met:
-I'm very Sporty Spice. I play football on my hall team and swear at the TV when the GODDAMN MUTHER-FUCKERS on the other team win. I work out a lot. I was the champion of a Racquetball Tournament. One might say i was Spamber.
-I have two main personalities that alternate but never find a common ground. One is Maternal Amber where i am very sweet and quiet and nice to people and sympathetic of their problems. The other is the one you probably are best acquainted with which is loud and crazy Amber who cackles at her own jokes and is very In yo face.
Well, i guess that's all. Lately i've been troubled by a subject that i will share with you. IT's been bothering me for some time and i was talking about it with my friend. It's this utter and complete lost feeling of my future and what i want to do with my life. I want to do something i'm passionate about but i also want to make a good living to support myself and my family. It also doesn't help that my entire hall is pre-med and has all their majors and courses planned for the next twenty years and know exactly what contribution they want to make to the world. But even if they think they know they don't really know. How can you? How can someone honestly say they know what they want to do for the rest of their life at age 18 unless they've had some life-altering epiphany where god broke through the clouds and gave them a purpose. I feel very much like Priceton in Avenue Q. I feel like what i love will never translate into a good career. Well, an infinitely wise friend told me that maybe its ok to be lost and unsure. I suppose i should really be worrying about this stuff after college. Of course i would worry about it years before. ha. that was a humorless laugh. THe only frightening thing is that this is the last leg in the race. I mean after this comes the daunting subject of REAL LIFE. College was always a nice buffer between my whole life and the real world. Now its coming upon me like the boulder in the Indiana Jones Ride at Disney Land. Did you like my simile?
And on a lighter note, i FREAKING WON THE RACQUETBALL TOURNAMENT!!!! I'm having a great time and i love my friends and everything is awesome. I only worry like this when i'm alone in my room with LJ.
-I'm very Sporty Spice. I play football on my hall team and swear at the TV when the GODDAMN MUTHER-FUCKERS on the other team win. I work out a lot. I was the champion of a Racquetball Tournament. One might say i was Spamber.
-I have two main personalities that alternate but never find a common ground. One is Maternal Amber where i am very sweet and quiet and nice to people and sympathetic of their problems. The other is the one you probably are best acquainted with which is loud and crazy Amber who cackles at her own jokes and is very In yo face.
Well, i guess that's all. Lately i've been troubled by a subject that i will share with you. IT's been bothering me for some time and i was talking about it with my friend. It's this utter and complete lost feeling of my future and what i want to do with my life. I want to do something i'm passionate about but i also want to make a good living to support myself and my family. It also doesn't help that my entire hall is pre-med and has all their majors and courses planned for the next twenty years and know exactly what contribution they want to make to the world. But even if they think they know they don't really know. How can you? How can someone honestly say they know what they want to do for the rest of their life at age 18 unless they've had some life-altering epiphany where god broke through the clouds and gave them a purpose. I feel very much like Priceton in Avenue Q. I feel like what i love will never translate into a good career. Well, an infinitely wise friend told me that maybe its ok to be lost and unsure. I suppose i should really be worrying about this stuff after college. Of course i would worry about it years before. ha. that was a humorless laugh. THe only frightening thing is that this is the last leg in the race. I mean after this comes the daunting subject of REAL LIFE. College was always a nice buffer between my whole life and the real world. Now its coming upon me like the boulder in the Indiana Jones Ride at Disney Land. Did you like my simile?
And on a lighter note, i FREAKING WON THE RACQUETBALL TOURNAMENT!!!! I'm having a great time and i love my friends and everything is awesome. I only worry like this when i'm alone in my room with LJ.