So there's a 95% chance that I won't get to go to college now. Yeah. And not because I was rejected, but because I was lied to and screwed over. Good times. I seriously just don't think college is for me... I mean, I've always done well grades-wise, but someone or something is trying to tell me to give up already. It is just not meant to work out for me. But what can I even do? What do you do when you're a writer and your life is a mess? Well, we all know the answer to that; you either become an alcoholic/drug addict (not my scene) or move to New York (definitely not my scene, as I've already lived there before.) I seriously feel like there is just nothing I can do. I'm tied down to everything, even when there's seemingly nothing holding me back. What about California? Well, for me, that's clear across the country, and my mom would faint if I told her I was moving there... and then pretty much tie me up to make sure I don't go. Of course, she said I could never move to New York, and I did that, so we'll see. But do I even want to go there? I don't think I want to move to LA... maybe San Francisco, that could be nice. But, yet again, I've heard that the environment I escaped in New York is extremely prevalent there, and there's no point going back to that again. The "artist's" (I know not everyone thinks of writers as artists) life just seems to be not for me.
Time to go figure out what to do with my life...
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Mmm, I'd recommend journalism if you're the type but I personally hated going down that path. The only thing I enjoyed doing was a feature story and only then...it saps you of your imagination.
So take a year off doing whatever. I know a lot of people who went straight to post secondary education and regretted it but I wouldn't give up on college just yet.
I was at school for writing originally, although it was kind of a "mixed" program (not specifically journalism or creative.) I also have written for school papers and never enjoyed it that much... I only liked articles if I got to pick what to write about, but how often does that happen? Haha. So I had planned on going for teaching, because I love kids, only to find out that the school pretty much lied to me and now there's basically no hope that I can get in.
I can't really take any more time off, although it seems I'll be stuck doing that now... people already made enough remarks during my last semester off, even though they knew quite well what happened and why I had left. I can't deal with another semester's worth of comments.
That sux that they lied.
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