Job searching should be my job for as much time I'm putting in. I guess that would mean I'm bad at my job since I can't seem to accomplish anything. Lame. Is this a sign that I'm supposed to be a housewife for the rest of my life? Maybe later. Waaay later. I think its sad that I don't have an absolute dream job. (You guys are lucky.) I'm not sure why this is. When I was little I wanted to write and illustrate my own books. I can't say that wouldn't be a sweet deal. My indifference really bothers me. Maybe its not indifference. I wish I knew what I want to be when I grow up. (Kid at heart!) I wish I knew what my personal legend was or at least where I was supposed to start looking for it. (Read The Alchemist by Paul Coelho) The best I can hope for is pursue my bachelor's degree and find what I'm looking for on the journey. I can do this! I'm ready!
P.S. I have awesome, wonderful, motivating, inspiring people in my life. I love you guys!
