Very tired. In lots of agonizing girly-pain. Waiting for the doctor to call and tell me whether or not I'll be having things removed from my body
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The point of life? I'll tell you what happen to me and you take from it what you want. I've always been a semiaverage student, no real serious interest that I really wanted to do. Well I went to Ole Miss, just to go to a nice school away from home, like millions of other kids. I just kinda floated through and around November I realized that I was 18 years old and I really didn't like anything that I was doing. I knew my life, even at just 18, needed to change. I did a lot of thinking (read: smokin the ganga) and didn't really know where to start. I was going to college because I didn't really know what else to do. My parents expected me to and I was going to spend 6 years in college and thousands of dollars to get a degree in psychology to make only MAYBE $40,000 to do something I only sorta wanted to do. I was clueless as to what else I should do, but I knew I had to come home. I didn't even go back a second semester. This was the first step in me trying to get my shit together. First I came back and went to Our Lady of the Lake. Well, that was going well, but I still just felt depressed and I didn't know why. I was back home with friends, had an easy job and in school like my parents wanted. I started to do a lot of drugs and shit and I just got to a point where I got sick of it. It occured to me I need to do what I WANTED to do. What finally made me take action was a fight with my mom where I realized I need to take responsibility for my life. So, MUCH to the dismay of my parents, and threats of being kicked out and cut off with no place to go, Monday morning I went withdraw from college. I had $13 in my pocket,1/2 tank of gas, a half a baggie of weed, 2 pain pills, and a job that I didn't really like that that paid about $80 every two weeks. I was completely lost, but I knew I needed to step up and step out into life. As is so happened, a company (Wild Things & Body Image) I applied for about a month ago (I couldn't work their then because I had school when they needed me, but they said they would keep me in mind for later) called me to come to work right as I was walking out of the registrars office! I went over to Body Image and started my training that very afternoon. I LOVE that job, it pays well, and I get a TON of hours. Hopefully at they end of April I will be able to get my own place. I plan to work during the summer and go back to school, not only for psychology, but photography also, which is something I love. I haven't been this happy in a LONG time. What I think you should get out of this: Do what YOU want. Nothing else will make you happy. I took HUGE risk. I could have been kicked out with no where to go, but things worked out. Things will ALWAYS work out. My parents are not speaking with me and cut me off, although I still live in their house, but I am HAPPY! I am taking responsibility, which means making my own decisions and mistakes. Shit, I could be fired tomorrow and have nothing and have to start over again, but atleast I made my own choices and learned that I wasn't ready to step up and out.
Well, this was a really long comment, but when you mentioned the point of life, I just had to write something. If you do what you feel is right and what you love, your life will have a purpose that will make you feel satisfied. I'm done now...lol
I've always been a semiaverage student, no real serious interest that I really wanted to do. Well I went to Ole Miss, just to go to a nice school away from home, like millions of other kids. I just kinda floated through and around November I realized that I was 18 years old and I really didn't like anything that I was doing. I knew my life, even at just 18, needed to change. I did a lot of thinking (read: smokin the ganga) and didn't really know where to start. I was going to college because I didn't really know what else to do. My parents expected me to and I was going to spend 6 years in college and thousands of dollars to get a degree in psychology to make only MAYBE $40,000 to do something I only sorta wanted to do. I was clueless as to what else I should do, but I knew I had to come home. I didn't even go back a second semester. This was the first step in me trying to get my shit together. First I came back and went to Our Lady of the Lake. Well, that was going well, but I still just felt depressed and I didn't know why. I was back home with friends, had an easy job and in school like my parents wanted. I started to do a lot of drugs and shit and I just got to a point where I got sick of it. It occured to me I need to do what I WANTED to do. What finally made me take action was a fight with my mom where I realized I need to take responsibility for my life. So, MUCH to the dismay of my parents, and threats of being kicked out and cut off with no place to go, Monday morning I went withdraw from college. I had $13 in my pocket,1/2 tank of gas, a half a baggie of weed, 2 pain pills, and a job that I didn't really like that that paid about $80 every two weeks. I was completely lost, but I knew I needed to step up and step out into life. As is so happened, a company (Wild Things & Body Image) I applied for about a month ago (I couldn't work their then because I had school when they needed me, but they said they would keep me in mind for later) called me to come to work right as I was walking out of the registrars office! I went over to Body Image and started my training that very afternoon. I LOVE that job, it pays well, and I get a TON of hours. Hopefully at they end of April I will be able to get my own place. I plan to work during the summer and go back to school, not only for psychology, but photography also, which is something I love. I haven't been this happy in a LONG time. What I think you should get out of this: Do what YOU want. Nothing else will make you happy. I took HUGE risk. I could have been kicked out with no where to go, but things worked out. Things will ALWAYS work out. My parents are not speaking with me and cut me off, although I still live in their house, but I am HAPPY! I am taking responsibility, which means making my own decisions and mistakes. Shit, I could be fired tomorrow and have nothing and have to start over again, but atleast I made my own choices and learned that I wasn't ready to step up and out.
Well, this was a really long comment, but when you mentioned the point of life, I just had to write something. If you do what you feel is right and what you love, your life will have a purpose that will make you feel satisfied. I'm done now...lol
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