Tuggin' a rhythm to the vision that's in my head...
I kind of sort of think I want to join the Peace Corps.
I've been playing with the notion of joining after college (which, as far as I can tell, has NO WAY of happening) for about a year now, but put in the back of my mind because I had this weird feeling about wanting to join. Actually the only reason why it's on my mind right now is because my friend Debbie mentioned it in her status on Facebook. :P
I'm aware of the fact that it *may* be dangerous (Thanks, Mom.), but it's not really phasing me too much. Maybe it's because I don't know very much...Expenses are also a big issue. My current musician's salary doesn't even provide enough money for plane tickets to Boston/Ithaca/Seattle.
I...have no idea what I would want to do. XD It would be awesome to teach a music class, but so far I haven't found anything that has to do with music. But a very close second...actually a tie, would be volunteering in applied agriculture. It involves spreading the love of organic and sustainable farming methods. (!!!!!!!)
Buuuuuuut you have to have a bachelor's degree in some sort of agriculture major in order to do it. :(
Or three years of full-time farm experience...which will probably not happen anytime soon. XD
Though that would probably be really scary...The yellow garden spiders a JVUF scare the shit out of me. I wonder what kind of spiders they have in Africa. XD They're beautiful, but the first instance one snuck up on me while harvesting tomatoes involved the most swears I've ever used in one sentence. Those fuckers are huge...but still beautiful. :]
Anyway I've pretty much decided that there can't possibly be anything bad about helping out strangers and exploring a different culture at the same time. It seems like a genuinely good thing...
But for some reason I still feel like I'm going to find something about it that totally ruins this feeling...
On a side note, I finally got my watch fixed! I was listening to it tick and ended up falling asleep for an hour. :3
I've never realized how nice of a watch is is for something that was just randomly found. It has a silver case and a leather strap! Finding out that the strap is leather made me sad, but I think I'd rather keep it that throwing away something that a cow apparently died for...
[Why do all the songs I like have an underlying message about masturbation? O_O]
I've been playing with the notion of joining after college (which, as far as I can tell, has NO WAY of happening) for about a year now, but put in the back of my mind because I had this weird feeling about wanting to join. Actually the only reason why it's on my mind right now is because my friend Debbie mentioned it in her status on Facebook. :P
I'm aware of the fact that it *may* be dangerous (Thanks, Mom.), but it's not really phasing me too much. Maybe it's because I don't know very much...Expenses are also a big issue. My current musician's salary doesn't even provide enough money for plane tickets to Boston/Ithaca/Seattle.
I...have no idea what I would want to do. XD It would be awesome to teach a music class, but so far I haven't found anything that has to do with music. But a very close second...actually a tie, would be volunteering in applied agriculture. It involves spreading the love of organic and sustainable farming methods. (!!!!!!!)
Buuuuuuut you have to have a bachelor's degree in some sort of agriculture major in order to do it. :(
Or three years of full-time farm experience...which will probably not happen anytime soon. XD
Though that would probably be really scary...The yellow garden spiders a JVUF scare the shit out of me. I wonder what kind of spiders they have in Africa. XD They're beautiful, but the first instance one snuck up on me while harvesting tomatoes involved the most swears I've ever used in one sentence. Those fuckers are huge...but still beautiful. :]
Anyway I've pretty much decided that there can't possibly be anything bad about helping out strangers and exploring a different culture at the same time. It seems like a genuinely good thing...
But for some reason I still feel like I'm going to find something about it that totally ruins this feeling...
On a side note, I finally got my watch fixed! I was listening to it tick and ended up falling asleep for an hour. :3
I've never realized how nice of a watch is is for something that was just randomly found. It has a silver case and a leather strap! Finding out that the strap is leather made me sad, but I think I'd rather keep it that throwing away something that a cow apparently died for...
[Why do all the songs I like have an underlying message about masturbation? O_O]