nope nope nope
Boys, boys, boys.
They really fuck you over. Please, someone, just cut me a break and a good one.
But in other news, I've officially come to that inevitable crossroads between what I want my future to be, whether I can move on from the last four years, and once I make that choice: what the hell will I do?
Here are the options...
1) Stay in Eugene and take a year off while working, knowing full well I will go to grad school eventually because I know I have it in me, and I'd kill someone if I didn't get it before I was 25.
2) Teach for America. Two years, paid first year teacher's salary. Life changing, with opportunities to go to graduate school while I make a difference (hopefully).
3)TEFL/Backpack. Travel and maybe stick in one place either working with development (building houses, work with HIV/AIDS patients) or teach English.
4) Figure out my shit and apply for graduate programs that start in winter 2008. But WHAT is the question.
I've come to the conclusion that I want my life to bear obvious worth...in the sense that every day when I work, I feel like I'm truly helping someone. It doesn't mean I have to change a person's life every day, but just know that the work I'm doing is helping someone, preferably worse off than I am.
That's the one thing I know for sure. This is where journalism has left me and teaching has abruptly began to knock on my future's door. Journalism is AMAZING...I learned so much from it, but when it comes down to it, I don't want to live a life in the rat race of chasing people down and being so nit-picky that my decision to leave a comma in a story will keep me up at night.
...........sigh.........
This is what going to a career fair does to you.
I don't want to grow up and leave my social womb of Eugene, but if I don't leave now and keep saying "next year..." will I be here forever?
Oh well...................go ducks.
They really fuck you over. Please, someone, just cut me a break and a good one.
But in other news, I've officially come to that inevitable crossroads between what I want my future to be, whether I can move on from the last four years, and once I make that choice: what the hell will I do?
Here are the options...
1) Stay in Eugene and take a year off while working, knowing full well I will go to grad school eventually because I know I have it in me, and I'd kill someone if I didn't get it before I was 25.
2) Teach for America. Two years, paid first year teacher's salary. Life changing, with opportunities to go to graduate school while I make a difference (hopefully).
3)TEFL/Backpack. Travel and maybe stick in one place either working with development (building houses, work with HIV/AIDS patients) or teach English.
4) Figure out my shit and apply for graduate programs that start in winter 2008. But WHAT is the question.
I've come to the conclusion that I want my life to bear obvious worth...in the sense that every day when I work, I feel like I'm truly helping someone. It doesn't mean I have to change a person's life every day, but just know that the work I'm doing is helping someone, preferably worse off than I am.
That's the one thing I know for sure. This is where journalism has left me and teaching has abruptly began to knock on my future's door. Journalism is AMAZING...I learned so much from it, but when it comes down to it, I don't want to live a life in the rat race of chasing people down and being so nit-picky that my decision to leave a comma in a story will keep me up at night.
...........sigh.........
This is what going to a career fair does to you.
I don't want to grow up and leave my social womb of Eugene, but if I don't leave now and keep saying "next year..." will I be here forever?
Oh well...................go ducks.