Regarding My Life:

One of the things I wanted to accomplish while I'm home is getting a general idea of what I'd like to do once I graduate. Since that isn't too far off (Spring 2010) I feel like I should start giving serious thought to it. Until now, I thought graduating would . . . well . . . never happen because I had fucked up my life completely by leaving DePaul and going to IVCC and that on arriving for my meeting with my DePaul advisor two weeks ago she would tell me that I was a horrible person and had to take approximately fourteen billion more classes before they would let someone with so little foresight graduate. I was, of course, wrong. I only have 28 classes, and most of my credits transfered from IVCC without a problem. So the plan now is to pump my schedule to the point of bursting and go year round for one year, then get the eff out of there.

Until recently, I had just kicked around little ideas about what I'd like to do with my life. Obviously, studying Political Science was a dead certain, but what the hell could I do with that degree other than go to Law School or work for the government? I hadn't even thought about that until a few months ago, when it hit me that an office job would directly result in me losing my mind and my freedom after going on a killing spree. On that note, I've been giving serious thought to teaching. After I get my bachelor's degree I can go one of the many alternative routes go getting my certification. I'm planning on getting certified to be a paraprofessional, since it's not too hard and I might as well, so I can work in a school until I am able to teach. High school Social Studies is what I'd want to do -- History, government, all that fun stuff.

Plus, the schedule would let me do some of the other things I enjoy, like traveling or writing. I could still do volunteer programs and help out around the world during the summer, and be politically active. And, it would give me ample opportunity to work on my other idea. Well, pipe dream, actually...

I've been completely eaten up with the idea of buying a run down old farm house and fixing it up. I'd have to do most of the work myself, because I ain't got no monies, but think about it! How much fun would that be? It'd be a pain in the ass, yes, but I can't stop thinking about the kind of fence I want to build for Draper! It's pretty much all I think about, really, this imaginary renovation. But, well, I really want to do it, and feel like I could.

But that's, really, all I have for my future.