I spent most of last week feeling like crap either physically or emotionally. (Or both. It was sometimes both.) Along with a persistent low-grade fever, I got hit with a case of I'm not doing anything with my life, I'm not going anywhere with my life, I will never amount to anything and I'm never going to mean more than I mean right now. Which
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In her moments of frustration, my mother tells me I should break out of this mindset and find something else I want to do, which is all very nice and good, except for the part where I'm not seeing many job/career options that would be open to me as a female college drop-out that would provide both financial independence and health coverage. The new health care bill goes a long way toward making the latter option available, but even so, not everything takes effect immediately, so just because that in 2014 insurers will have to stop discriminating against me and my preexisting conditions isn't going to make health insurance get magically more available to me in the meantime unless I get insurance through an employer group policy. So yeah, forgive me if I count that out as an option right now. @.@
Then there's always the "Transfer Schools" option, but I'm a bit lost as to thinking about where I could even transfer to with my sub-3.0 GPA. Granted, I haven't tried putting in applications anywhere, but I honestly quite doubt I could get into something of a better caliber than one of the Cal States. Which means I've managed to do the neat trick of failing in. (Okay, it's really not that neat.)
...Sorry, I managed to emobarf all over your journal. I'll shut up now.
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