Showing posts with label THOSE DAYS. Show all posts
Showing posts with label THOSE DAYS. Show all posts

Sunday, March 6, 2011

Flounder -- Not the Fish

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What's a girl to do that's not good at math?
No really. What am I going to do?

I want a Bachelor's degree. But in these times you pretty much have to be the best or the luckiest in order to get a good job with good pay. Apparently you also have to be a mathemetician. Which I am not. I am creative and artsy. Not good with numbers.

And I'm also indecisive. I went to a community college (a 2 year school) for 4 years! Finally to emerge with an Associates in Paralegal Studies. My sister graduated high school, declared "I'm going to be a Chemical Engineer!" and went with it. One of the highest paid degrees I might add. How do people do that? Am I the only one who thinks that they could probably do a lot of things good but I'm probably not going to be great at anything? I could probably go and get 10 degrees and still not know exactly which one I'd want to pursue.

I'd be a good chef.
I'd be a good Internet manager.
I'd be a good landscaper.
I'd be a good secretary.
I'd be a good masseuse.

But what will I be great at? Or am I just going to flounder around in life, thinking of a lot of things I'd like to do, but never finding the thing I'm going to love & really be great at.

Yup. I'm a flounderer. Is there a cure?

Wednesday, December 22, 2010

Do You Know Those Days?

Do you know those days where you are so emotional you find yourself crying over absolutely nothing?
I mean, nothing.

Well, besides the fact that your cousin (your closest friend) has decided to get married.
To a guy that you haven't met, talked to, seen in person? To a guy that she has only dated for 2 months? To a guy that is wearing tights in his Christmas pictures? WHAT KIND OF MAN WEARS TIGHTS?!

I am at a loss right now. I'm worried about her, but she can convince herself of anything she wants to...and I think she has.

They are getting married next December. At least it's a year engagement? Right.
Riiiiiiiight.
This is just one of Those Days when you want to go home, have your mom hold you and make you sandwiches while you watch old movies on t.v. Mmm..Sandwiches. This is just one of Those Days, when you are frustrated with the world for being ok with what you KNOW is not ok. What is wrong with you, world? Stupid world.

I think I will go have a sandwich now. I feel like I need a therapist and all I can find is peanut brittle, oatmeal cream pies, and fudge.

ME: Peanut brittle, why so good? Why am I so sad?
DR.BRITTLE: I'm so good because I'm crunchy and sweet and peanuty all at the same time. You are so sad because you  have not had enough of me.

I have had the same conversation with the fudge and oatmeal cream pies. Also, you know those little vanilla cookies with vanilla icing in the middle? Those are good. Unfortunately those are just little mini-sessions of therapy, so you have to have like 10 really to get your full dosage. They are very convincing.