Graduation
Hello.
I should be working on a paper, but the internet has distracted me.
Well all I really needed to say was, I graduated college. Hurray.
So the next step is to go back to Texas State, get a teaching certificate, teach high school history for a little while, move to London, become a writer, have a fabulous life, and then come back here, get published, and get into grad school, and then have a better job.
So...we will see if that all happens. At this point I really just want to hide away in a foreign country, I really dont feel like going back to school to have some crappy nighttime job, like waiting tables, just so I can have enough money to pay off all my bills. So basically once again I will be too busy to do what I want and all my free time will be dominated by schoolwork. So I guess as of right now graduating isn't that exciting because I have to go back to all this crap next semester, only it wont be interesting points from world reknown professors, but how to teach kids to listen. I dunno, I am not unexcited about next semester, I guess I just wanted a bigger change than what I am getting and for some reason I am bitter about that.
It is really weird for everyone to be telling me congratulations and how proud they are of me, because I've never thought of dropping out, there wasnt ever a time that I honestly thought that I could quit. Education has been so pounded into me that I bet thats why I am teaching and wanting already to go to graduate school.
Furthermore, at this point in my life my parents have no say in what I do. Now I am afraid of getting a real job so that an employer can tell me how many earrings I can have, what color my hair should be, or that I cannot have any visible tattoos. I really just want to live by my own rules, but I feel like I cant. Or that if I did, my windows of opportunities would become smaller and smaller.
Being an adult is hard.
...I guess I will go pay some bills now.
I should be working on a paper, but the internet has distracted me.
Well all I really needed to say was, I graduated college. Hurray.
So the next step is to go back to Texas State, get a teaching certificate, teach high school history for a little while, move to London, become a writer, have a fabulous life, and then come back here, get published, and get into grad school, and then have a better job.
So...we will see if that all happens. At this point I really just want to hide away in a foreign country, I really dont feel like going back to school to have some crappy nighttime job, like waiting tables, just so I can have enough money to pay off all my bills. So basically once again I will be too busy to do what I want and all my free time will be dominated by schoolwork. So I guess as of right now graduating isn't that exciting because I have to go back to all this crap next semester, only it wont be interesting points from world reknown professors, but how to teach kids to listen. I dunno, I am not unexcited about next semester, I guess I just wanted a bigger change than what I am getting and for some reason I am bitter about that.
It is really weird for everyone to be telling me congratulations and how proud they are of me, because I've never thought of dropping out, there wasnt ever a time that I honestly thought that I could quit. Education has been so pounded into me that I bet thats why I am teaching and wanting already to go to graduate school.
Furthermore, at this point in my life my parents have no say in what I do. Now I am afraid of getting a real job so that an employer can tell me how many earrings I can have, what color my hair should be, or that I cannot have any visible tattoos. I really just want to live by my own rules, but I feel like I cant. Or that if I did, my windows of opportunities would become smaller and smaller.
Being an adult is hard.
...I guess I will go pay some bills now.