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Apr 07, 2005 10:20

So I think i'm gonna move out of my house. I'm going to move in with my little brother. We get along well, so it'll be good. We're trying to find a house with 2 bedrooms, or maybe a three bedroom and get our friend to move in with us. It's all very exciting. Nothing has changed because of this. I'm still going to school and getting my degree and working my two jobs. The only thing is this: Should I not get into LSU's vet school, I'll stay here and get a degree in biology and maybe double major in education. That way I can at least teach what interests me to other people. Maybe even get a good job at the zoo or aquarium working with the animals. It's all very exciting and such. My mom doesn't want me to go to vet school, so i'm sure she'll be happy about it. My dad doesn't care. Neither of them want us to move out. It's freaking ridiculous. They think I'm gonna quit school and be a drop out for the rest of my life. No way! School rocks. ANd I don't want to work part-time jobs anymore. I mean they're fun and all, but not really a good way to live. I love both my jobs. They're fun and I really like my co-workers. But I don't want to do that the rest of my life. And I don't want to be in debt from waiting around LSU till I get into vet school. I can still go to school here until i get in. I really want to go, but I can't afford it. And moving out means mom and dad don't want to help anymore. That means student loans and such, so my social life is gonna suffer.

The reasoning behind the carrer deciscion is that I like to help people. It doesn't just make me feel better. It's the only type of work that makes me feel like i'm doing anything worthwhile. I love biology. I love helping other people. So maybe teaching biology is the thing for me. I can't wait around to get into vet school. I want to go, but I don't want to make school my life. My mom's gonna flip, as usual.

So some people aren't talking to me, or haven't in a while. That makes me feel so bad. It's like you're wondering if you did something wrong. But I'm not gonna stress over it. I tried to talk to them, but they don't want to talk to me. Their loss. If some one doesn't want to talk to me then fine. And people that make something that's not about them about them. That irks me too. I can't stand when people say, "You didn't call, but you could have. That's mean and rude and you're a bad person... yada yada yada." And they don'teven know what went orn on what happened. Don't tell me I'm a bad person or that I have problems. My life is about me. People with ass loads of problems always seem to find bad things about others so that they don't have to focus on their problems except when they want attention. One of those "Woe is Me" people. No one can say they know a person when they don't or "I heard from people about you." What the hell is that?! Never tell a person what they're like untill you really know them. You don't want to piss me off. It's not a nice thing to do for me or you.
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