laundry musings
i suck.
i lack severe amounts of motivation and ambition.
my only goals are to finish all these stupid assignments so i can pass the class. i only want to pass the class so i can graduate college, but then what? i am fully aware that finding a fullfilling career in my field as an extremely hopefull artist are slim to none. so what do i do then? find a job that pays well enough so i can do whatever crap that interests me on the side. but there sure is a lot of stuff that interests me. and what about a husband? (now how many of you shuttered at the prospect or image of me being a wife?) it just doesn't fit. guys, could you picture me being your wife, anyone's wife? i know that i don't fit most criteria and i'm perfectly fine with that. i'm content and used to doing things and being by myself. i'm selfish and set in my ways with how i like to do things. and i'm not going to ask a guy to change for my benefit, just like i wouldn't change for any one else. i'm flakey and get bored easily. i won't be able to stay in one place for very long. i have to travel and experience new places and things. and combine those two things and you get the impossibility of children. there is no way i am having any. not that i'd be a good mother, anyhow.
i lack severe amounts of motivation and ambition.
my only goals are to finish all these stupid assignments so i can pass the class. i only want to pass the class so i can graduate college, but then what? i am fully aware that finding a fullfilling career in my field as an extremely hopefull artist are slim to none. so what do i do then? find a job that pays well enough so i can do whatever crap that interests me on the side. but there sure is a lot of stuff that interests me. and what about a husband? (now how many of you shuttered at the prospect or image of me being a wife?) it just doesn't fit. guys, could you picture me being your wife, anyone's wife? i know that i don't fit most criteria and i'm perfectly fine with that. i'm content and used to doing things and being by myself. i'm selfish and set in my ways with how i like to do things. and i'm not going to ask a guy to change for my benefit, just like i wouldn't change for any one else. i'm flakey and get bored easily. i won't be able to stay in one place for very long. i have to travel and experience new places and things. and combine those two things and you get the impossibility of children. there is no way i am having any. not that i'd be a good mother, anyhow.