so ive been thinking of the future as of late. i have no idea what i want to do. thats what this post is about in a nutshell. i want to know what it is i am going to do, but nothing really makes me get excited when i think about it. i say teach, but kids piss me off, high school students doubly so. i cant write very well, so thats out. i know what ben is gonna say: "you should go to grad school." i dont want to go to grad school, because thats for people, as far as i can tell, that want to do something in particular. britty: librarian; laura: publishing; ben: drinking and partying. i think this is compounded by my disatisfaction this past semester with classes, in which psych was fun, but kinda boring and steen's class was...steen's class. i love steen, and regret that this is the ;ast class that he can teach me, but his classes also seem kinda awkward. i dont know. maybe i can get a job next semester. i always say that, yet end up not doing it. maybe it will be easier next semester. i could talk to chad and see if he can hire me outside of workstudy...because i dont qualify for workstudy, then i cant do workstudy. it sucks.
i havent drank the soco in my fridge so far, so thats good.
also britty shouldnt be apologising for not letting me come over...its finals, they are busy (as i should be), and i wold have ended up talking too much when i went over, as that happens a lot. no apology is necessary. i thank you instead for putting up with my shiznits when i come over and am down. truth be told i always end up leaving happier than when i came.
mmmm last day of classes. must go to every one...
z out
