I'll think of something witty to put here someday
meh.
I can't seem to do well holding down two jobs and four art studios. It's becoming more stressing by the week, and it's getting close to it's breaking point. I'm never home, like ever, and even when I am home I know I should be somewhere doing some other kind of work elsewhere. Or cleaning. The cleaning is starting to get to me bad. I used to be able to do a good clean-down of the place on the weekend, and it'd be good for the whole week. Not anymore. I clean, and the next day the puppies have gotten into something somewhere and strewn it out all over the floor all over again. And to a girl who is rather used to being all alone, it's been quite a change. It's had it's good points, and I enjoy the company, when I actually have time to enjoy it.
All the stress has led me to ask questions that I really shouldn't be asking this close to graduation. I sometimes really wonder if I like the field I'm in. I mean, I love art, but this seems so petty and materialistic. I like the problem-solving part to it, just not always the politics, or how much it takes up of my life. I wish I got more out of it for how much it takes up. I've been doing some serious consideration and research into joining the military, and I'm really on the fence about it. I feel like maybe I'll do something worthwhile in there, see the world, do cool stuff, and be proud of the person that I am. My brother's been to like, 3 different continents and a ton of countries, and I can't help but feel like if I don't get out there soon, I'm not going to see all the sights I really want to see in the world. And somehow, I'm not really sure that the road I'm on is going to take me there. And if I do get some uber-cool job that travels all around the place, I'm not sure I'd have enough time to see things, seeing as how the job is like, the totallity of exsistance after you get into the field.
On a very odd note, somehow I keep running into birds. Seems to be my trademark animal or something. Axel found a little sparrow-type bird with a badly injured wing. Poor thing looked like it really was hurting. I cuddled it while Axel called all the vet places here, but no vet that does birds is in until tomorrow morning. I really hope it's okay.
I can't seem to do well holding down two jobs and four art studios. It's becoming more stressing by the week, and it's getting close to it's breaking point. I'm never home, like ever, and even when I am home I know I should be somewhere doing some other kind of work elsewhere. Or cleaning. The cleaning is starting to get to me bad. I used to be able to do a good clean-down of the place on the weekend, and it'd be good for the whole week. Not anymore. I clean, and the next day the puppies have gotten into something somewhere and strewn it out all over the floor all over again. And to a girl who is rather used to being all alone, it's been quite a change. It's had it's good points, and I enjoy the company, when I actually have time to enjoy it.
All the stress has led me to ask questions that I really shouldn't be asking this close to graduation. I sometimes really wonder if I like the field I'm in. I mean, I love art, but this seems so petty and materialistic. I like the problem-solving part to it, just not always the politics, or how much it takes up of my life. I wish I got more out of it for how much it takes up. I've been doing some serious consideration and research into joining the military, and I'm really on the fence about it. I feel like maybe I'll do something worthwhile in there, see the world, do cool stuff, and be proud of the person that I am. My brother's been to like, 3 different continents and a ton of countries, and I can't help but feel like if I don't get out there soon, I'm not going to see all the sights I really want to see in the world. And somehow, I'm not really sure that the road I'm on is going to take me there. And if I do get some uber-cool job that travels all around the place, I'm not sure I'd have enough time to see things, seeing as how the job is like, the totallity of exsistance after you get into the field.
On a very odd note, somehow I keep running into birds. Seems to be my trademark animal or something. Axel found a little sparrow-type bird with a badly injured wing. Poor thing looked like it really was hurting. I cuddled it while Axel called all the vet places here, but no vet that does birds is in until tomorrow morning. I really hope it's okay.