
So I was going through my Facebook groups I joined, and found one i forgot about
"I picked a major I like, and one day I will probably be living in a box" which of course amused me greatly seeing as for the past 3 months Ive referred to my future as being doomed to a cardboard box (with an excellent view of that dumpster in the alley where ill probably get all my food from) This was their description if you care to know.
"So, you got to college- GREAT! Good for you! Perhaps it took you a year to find what you wanted. Maybe when you got to college you knew EXACTLY what you wanted to do. Or maybe you knew going in what your personal game plan was going to be. No matter how you found it, you found something that you were passionate about, and it wasn't because of a promise of overflowing funds at the end of the day, it was just because you loved it. Who cares about the fact that you may be making less then the national poverty level? Who cares that at the end of the day you will most likely end up with your residence as "1 cardboard box lane" - You certainly don't! Your cardboard box will be a magnificent sight, complete with flaps and windows you will create yourself by cutting holes with your swiss army knife. If you'd like, you can pick flowers for atmosphere as well. It won't matter- creative people will create beauty.......... even from a plain cardboard box.
At social gatherings and family affairs, when asked "what do you plan on doing with THAT degree?", you simply smile and say, "being happy and doing what i love". Yes, it may frustrate you that not everyone can understand the concept of doing something you like, but you can revel in the fact that you do. And when your friends are bitching and moaning about having 7 years of med school, or are pissed they have to take LSATS and apply for law school or even when you see people making the morning commute to work, looking annoyed, unhappy, and agitated, you can smile to yourself, safe in the knowledge that you are commuting for something you care about, something that doesn't make you a bitchy mess.
Your parents are constantly asking you what you're going to do with your life once you graduate and scoff at your passion. That's o.k.- you KNOW you will make it work somehow. From english, theatre, voice & dance to ethnomusicology, marine biology, languages, history and everything in between- this is the group that celebrates your creativity, your imagination, your vision, your individuality and your strength in character for choosing the career path that will make you happiest.
Because it's not about money, it's about love & passion for what you do."
hey look! there i am now!

*sigh* at least i can draw doodles on the sidewalk and take pictures of my amazing house right?
My "amazing house"---->

haha i laughed at that actually.
oh i thought it was also funny on the photography community i just joined they had links up for BOTH of the lenses i was looking at (one i purchased yesterday actually) and another one Ive had my eye on, so that makes me feel better about my lens decisions. *shrug*
Art walk last night was pretty nice. I swear im saving up money to buy one of Grant's paintings (my fave local artist) if i had had $200 to spare last night i probably would have, impulsively... Good friend, Good beer, Good art. I needed it. To get out of the house and force myself into public interaction that is.
I feel anxious, and im not sure why or what for, i just do. And i don't like not knowing why i feel the way i feel.
ok im going before i sound anymore like a lunatic than i already do.