I AM ALIVE
I know you have all been worried to death about me and I really appreciate it my friends. As you can probably tell, I am alive and survived my day of working with my dad and uncle.
It actually turned out to be not as bad as I thought I would feel the next day and kind of felt like a little girl when I woke up and realized I ranted for an entire blog post about how much my body hurt. What’s done is done though unfortunately and I know I could just as easily delete that post and write about how I carried the majority of the weight the whole day and how much uncle and dad couldn’t have done it without me… But I am a man of integrity my dear readers and you will get nothing but honesty from this guy.
Time To Get Serious
Even though I didn’t hurt as bad as I thought I would the next day, my thoughts and acknowledgment of how little I would be cut out for a blue collar job has not changed. There still is no way that I would be able to do some hard manual labor my whole life and I realize more than ever how important the next few years of my life are going to be.
The problem is, I really don’t know where the begin. Most of the few friends that I have already have a plan and know exactly what they are going to do in college and what they want to do for a career as adults. I, on the other hand have absolutely no clue what I want to be when I grow up. There are just a million options out there and none of them really catch my attention or I don’t know enough about them to decide if it’s something I want to do for THE REST OF MY LIFE!!!
High School Did Not Help
Isn’t high school supposed to be there to try and steer you in some sort of direction for a career in the real world?
Did whoever take this picture steal my browsing history??
Alright, maybe this is a little dramatic but you get what I am saying. There was absolutely no passion in high school. Well, in mine anyways. It was just painfully obvious to me that 95% of the teachers that I had didn’t want to be there just as much as the students didn’t and they were just there to put food on the table and power through til they get their tenure.
Hey, I get it. Who wants to sit in front of a group of teenagers staring off into space rambling on about nonsense that no one cares about? I know I wouldn’t but that’s why I would never dream of becoming a teacher.
I guess what I am trying to say is that I feel like school never really did anything for me to plan for college or help steer me in any kind of direction as far as a career choice goes. All I did was drink energy drinks to try and stay awake and not fall asleep in every class to avoid getting in trouble while i should be drinking energy drinks to stay awake and be more focused about the interesting knowledge and experience I am gaining from my oh so insightful teachers.
Now here I am, a high school graduate about to attend a major university next year with absolutely no clue about what I ultimately want to get out of the college. Well luckily I hear that the first 2 years of college for most people are just general education classes (sarcastic yayyyy) similar to what I took in high school before I actually have to choose a major. Hopefully I’ll find something that at least remotely catches my interest before then.
At this point though, it’s not looking good.