TGIF
I actually don’t mind my classes this semester. I like my professors, and all of the classes pertain to my major, so I find them at least somewhat interesting. I’m just getting tired of school. Of course, some of that probably has to do with the fact that I’m no longer planning to pursue a career related to my degree. I figure a B.A. in Psychology will be somewhat useful in just about any field, so I’m going to stick with it, but I don’t want to do something psych related for a career anymore.
I’ve been thinking a lot lately about what I’m going to do with my life. I had it all planned out: I would get my psych degree in 3.5 years, take a semester off, go through a 2-year grad program and get my M.S.W. (basically the terminal degree in social work), and dive in to a career in social work after that. It was a good plan until I actually started looking into M.S.W. programs and realized that grad school didn’t really appeal to me all that much. I watched my foolproof little plan fall apart in front of me, and it freaked me out. At one point I actually considered dropping out of school, because I was so totally unsure of myself.
I’m still going to graduate with my B.A. in December. After that…I don’t really know. I’ve been looking into getting a vet tech degree. From age 3 or so until at least halfway through high school, I wanted to be a vet. I’ve realized now that the fact that some sort of competency in physics and calculus is required pretty much disqualifies that career, not to mention the fact that I don’t really want to spend another 6 years in school. But being a vet tech? I could do that. It’s a little more school, but it would be interesting, and I’d be able to work with animals, which would be awesome. They annoy me a lot less than people do.
The problem with this plan is that I’m not really sure if I’ll end up making enough money to live on. I don’t need much
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I like art. I now read several webcomics religiously, and I’ve been toying with the idea of starting my own. I have an unfinished story that wasn’t working well as a novel but that would probably translate quite well into comic form. However, I have a problem: while I can draw better than some people, I am not exceptionally talented and I am terribly out of practice. It’s frustrating having images and ideas in my head when I can’t translate them properly onto paper. I’m going to keep practicing, and if things start to improve I might move forward. The same is true with music. I have pages upon pages of lyrics that I’ve written over the years. Granted, most of those pages are full of my high school angst and should probably never see the light of day again (I’m sure they’re happier hiding in dark corners anyway), but some of the songs I’ve written have turned out to be pretty decent, and I’ve actually managed to get some music written for a few of them. The problem here is that, again, while I can sing and play guitar or piano better than some, I’m not as good as I would like to be. Now that I have my MacBook (named the BatMac because it is black and awesome), I might start playing with GarageBand and attempt to put some music up here. I don’t see comic creation or music ever being a source of income for me, but it could be fun to try.
I like writing, and I’ve been told I’m pretty good at it (this post doesn’t necessarily reflect that skill, I know). If I could write and make money in the process, that would be fantastic. I just don’t want to be the sort of author who gets her work published when it maybe should never have been released to the general public. I see a lot of worthless prose in bookstores, and I don’t want to add to that mess. (Take, for example,
So the general conclusion of the week is this: growing up isn’t nearly as fun as it looked when I was 5 and running around on the playground.
