FEATURING NEW!! AND IMPROVED!! CAREER GOALS :(
I can't handle the amount of flip-flopping my brain is doing right now. It's like I'm earning back all of the identity construction I missed out on when I put a moratorium on my career and said TEACHING. YEP, TEACHING! And now I'm getting added interest too. For three months I was dead set on librarianship the way I was dead set on teaching for years...and then I did what is actually the Smart Thing and thought it through beyond how I can do this. Being a librarian is problematic in a lot of the things that led me to problems with teaching. For the most part, it's a horizontal profession. Once you're a librarian...you're a librarian. While I have always treated this sort of stability with respect and wanted the relief of getting a degree and knowing exactly what to use it for, dearest girlfriend sat me down and talked about how that is not necessarily a good thing. (Add to that the severe dearth of good librarian jobs for anyone not overqualified, and I was off this train rather quickly.)
NEW PLAN: The ever terrifying spectre of grad school. Yes, I want to be Clever Moniker, M.A, Women's Studies. I wish I'd have come to this conclusion years ago, really. My parents never anticipated that I'd want an advance degree or discussed it as something that might happen, and I had no real idea what kinds of careers a person can have with a Masters in liberal arts. It's unclear whether I will go straight to grad school right after I graduate (HIGHLY UNLIKELY), or take time off to work in the field and do something worthwhile with my time. AmeriCorps is an option, but so are many other things. Any way that I can work as a women's advocate is something I would like to do!
I really need to slow my roll though, because I have to graduate first. Ugh. I am going to have to buckle the fuck down and finish my major (and specialization) in the spring, because the class I need is not offered in the fall. My goal is to work a job that pays my rent and living expenses so I don't have to feel guilt toward my parents anymore (well, less guilt...). Considering I moved to an apartment that is much nicer and yet $200 cheaper per month (THANKS ROOMIE, YOU THE BEST). That's off the bat, not taking into account utilities. This makes me much happier, especially the part where this apartment is not a step higher, but a whole flight of stairs higher than my last apartment. ..And I guess I mean that literally? I lived in the basement after all.
I owe a lot to my favorite monster, who helps in ways she doesn't even realize. Also, she bakes.
HAHAHA SO I GUESS I WILL GET ON THAT JOB SEARCHING THEN. Except I will not. Because there is nothing I can really do until after Lollapalooza.* Hopefully things will be okay?
* OH NO WOE IS ME I AM GOING TO LOLLAPALOOZA FOR THE WHOLE WEEKEND AND AM GOING TO SEE MOST OF MY FAVORITE BANDS AND DO SO WITH MY GIRLFRIEND OH NOOOOO
NEW PLAN: The ever terrifying spectre of grad school. Yes, I want to be Clever Moniker, M.A, Women's Studies. I wish I'd have come to this conclusion years ago, really. My parents never anticipated that I'd want an advance degree or discussed it as something that might happen, and I had no real idea what kinds of careers a person can have with a Masters in liberal arts. It's unclear whether I will go straight to grad school right after I graduate (HIGHLY UNLIKELY), or take time off to work in the field and do something worthwhile with my time. AmeriCorps is an option, but so are many other things. Any way that I can work as a women's advocate is something I would like to do!
I really need to slow my roll though, because I have to graduate first. Ugh. I am going to have to buckle the fuck down and finish my major (and specialization) in the spring, because the class I need is not offered in the fall. My goal is to work a job that pays my rent and living expenses so I don't have to feel guilt toward my parents anymore (well, less guilt...). Considering I moved to an apartment that is much nicer and yet $200 cheaper per month (THANKS ROOMIE, YOU THE BEST). That's off the bat, not taking into account utilities. This makes me much happier, especially the part where this apartment is not a step higher, but a whole flight of stairs higher than my last apartment. ..And I guess I mean that literally? I lived in the basement after all.
I owe a lot to my favorite monster, who helps in ways she doesn't even realize. Also, she bakes.
HAHAHA SO I GUESS I WILL GET ON THAT JOB SEARCHING THEN. Except I will not. Because there is nothing I can really do until after Lollapalooza.* Hopefully things will be okay?
* OH NO WOE IS ME I AM GOING TO LOLLAPALOOZA FOR THE WHOLE WEEKEND AND AM GOING TO SEE MOST OF MY FAVORITE BANDS AND DO SO WITH MY GIRLFRIEND OH NOOOOO