For the past year I’ve been thinking about my next steps. What am I going to do once I graduate? Will I be able to get a job? What kind of job do I even want to have? Am I just wasting $14,000 on a degree for nothing? Can I go back to being five?
I’m proud to say that I still don’t have the answers to any of these questions. Well, except for the going back to being five one. I’m sadly smart enough to know that that is not an option, yet at least. I hear they’re making positive steps towards successful time travel.
I don’t know what I’m going to do now. I have no idea what I’m supposed to do with my life or where I’m supposed to go from here. I don’t know where I’ll find a job, or even if I’ll find a job. I’m not 100% sure on what I want to do with my life. I mean come on people I’m only 21. There’s only so much I know at this age and you expect me to be able to know how I want to spend the rest of my life? Good joke pal.
While I don’t exactly know much about my career path, I do know that sometime in the near future (if all goes according to plan) I will be moving to North Carolina with my sister Jen, so I guess I do know one thing. I’m hoping that maybe I’ll figure out the answers to the rest of my questions once I move. We’re taking baby steps here, and one step at a time.
While I may not know exactly what career I want, I do know that I want to help others. I want to be creative. I want to inspire people. I do not want to get stuck doing the same things day in and day out. I want to travel and experience the world. I want to be able to look back at my life when I’m 80 years old and know that I did everything I wanted to do and didn’t waste my life away working at a job that I didn’t like. I don’t want to have to work towards retirement. I want to feel like I’m living everyday and not just surviving.
So where does this leave me? Clueless. That is where it leads me. Clueless as to what I’m going to do next. Clueless as to what my future holds. Clueless. And I think I’m okay with that because I know that somehow someway I’ll figure it all out.
I went to college with no idea of what I wanted to do with my life. I didn’t even want to go to college actually. My parents kind of made me. I had hopes though that by going to college, maybe I would figure out what I wanted to do with my life, and sadly that is not at all what happened. I only became more confused on what I want to do. I went into college not knowing what I wanted to do, so I guess it’s only fitting that I leave college the same way. It’s like a full circle, geometric and everything.
I started this blog because I wanted an outlet where I could be creative and just write. I started this blog because I don’t know what I want to do with my life and I figured why not. So here we are. Jobless. Clueless. Blogging my life away. Maybe this blog will help me figure out what I want to do with the rest of my life or what career path I want to take, and maybe it won’t. But this blog is all I know of for sure right now. It is my little space where I can escape and write and be creative, even if it’s just one night a week.
Welcome to my blog. Officially.