this is no fun
Well, I made a decision. Now, only time will tell if it was the right one. I decided that it was not in my best interest to go back to school this semester to begin grad school. Why? some may ask. There are plenty of reasons. The biggest one stemming from my inablitly to decide what it is I want to do with my life. That decision is one that I don't think that i am ready to make. Why do I even have to make one. Why can't I just be a beach bum on some island. . .oh yeah. . .no money. . .grrr! Money is another reason why I decided that I wouldn't be returning. Grad school is EXPENSIVE. I don't want to go into that much debt for something I'm not 100% sure I want to do. Yeah, so I have no idea if the MPA program was for me. I definately wasn't excited about starting it. It wasn't appealing to me. This all led me to belive that I need some time off, some time to think, also some time to save up some money just in case I wanted to come back.
I was okay with my decision until I had to tell the people I care about. I think everytime I told them I cried a little. I'm really going to miss the fun times and just being around them. It's kind of lonely being at home, knowing that I won't be going back. It's a lot harder than I thought it would be to leave. Already I'm wondering if I made the right decision. I feel like I've given up more than I have gained by not going back. I gave up things I wasn't ready to. . .hopefully this wasn't all a mistake. But then again things happen for a reason, don't they?
I don't know what I'm going to do right now. . .I'm looking for a job. Hopefully one presents itself soon! I'm already getting bored. I already look forward to the weekends so that I can go visit. . .that can't be a good sign already.
I was okay with my decision until I had to tell the people I care about. I think everytime I told them I cried a little. I'm really going to miss the fun times and just being around them. It's kind of lonely being at home, knowing that I won't be going back. It's a lot harder than I thought it would be to leave. Already I'm wondering if I made the right decision. I feel like I've given up more than I have gained by not going back. I gave up things I wasn't ready to. . .hopefully this wasn't all a mistake. But then again things happen for a reason, don't they?
I don't know what I'm going to do right now. . .I'm looking for a job. Hopefully one presents itself soon! I'm already getting bored. I already look forward to the weekends so that I can go visit. . .that can't be a good sign already.