Haha. You know, it's funny, I'm constantly wondering about this myself. I wanted to finish college and get my bachelor's of IT. College isn't going too well. It's partly my fault and partly that of immature asshole teachers who don't do their fucking jobs as they should. I have Repetitive Strain Injury and stand pretty much no chance whatsoever to have a job with computers or sysadmining. Programming, my all-time favourite hobby (aside from World of Warcraft), is an absolute nono. And soon I might be dropping out of college and end up with a debt of about $10,000 for all the money spent on college and not making it. Life's awesome that way.
Everything I'm qualified for I can no longer do due to RSI. That leaves me with menial jobs that don't require a lot of typing. I have high blood pressure and very little strength which also greatly affects any ability to get a job.
Farewell dreams, welcome reality.
I'll probably end up scrubbing the toilets somewhere.
Posted afterwards; my mother always pushes me to finding a job, saying I need a job, and that I must work if I want to support myself. It's exactly those times that I realise that, despite my lack of experience in doing so, I'd much more want to be the person who'd spend the day at home, with a loving family of my own, with me doing the cleaning and cooking. The more I think about it, the more I believe that should ultimately be my goal.
Alas, as fate would have it, I have weight problems I can't get rid of, I can't work out much because it's dangerous due to my blood pressure, I get dizzy if I move around too fast, I'm extremely sensitive to too hot or too cold temperatures, I'm not particularly good-looking, and not many girls'd want to be with me.
With reality being far from ideal, I've quietly pondered many things. For a split moment, I've even gone so far as to move to Canada, and live my life with Anna and Ian. I don't know.
My life is a mess as well, and I doubt I'll find my calling anytime soon, either.
well apparently Paige just got a teaching job, so you can possibly do that. lol. But I think you'd be a great librarian; i always thought it would be cool to be one of those librarians who plans like, Teen Mystery Month and storytime and stuff.
I agree with Ambers. Being a librarian is probably the only unorthodox job I would like to have if I wasn't a reporter (the others including drawbridge tender and flower deliveryman).
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Everything I'm qualified for I can no longer do due to RSI. That leaves me with menial jobs that don't require a lot of typing. I have high blood pressure and very little strength which also greatly affects any ability to get a job.
Farewell dreams, welcome reality.
I'll probably end up scrubbing the toilets somewhere.
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Alas, as fate would have it, I have weight problems I can't get rid of, I can't work out much because it's dangerous due to my blood pressure, I get dizzy if I move around too fast, I'm extremely sensitive to too hot or too cold temperatures, I'm not particularly good-looking, and not many girls'd want to be with me.
With reality being far from ideal, I've quietly pondered many things. For a split moment, I've even gone so far as to move to Canada, and live my life with Anna and Ian. I don't know.
My life is a mess as well, and I doubt I'll find my calling anytime soon, either.
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