Friday, October 21, 2005

I've been thinking

I don't know what I want to do after I graduate. I really don't. I know its too early for me to be thinking about this but its been bothering me. I used to think I'd like to be a nuclear physicist, which I'd still like to do, but I don't want to have to study other physics things before I get to nuclear science. I just want to go straight there. Or I'd like to be a vet but that costs an awful lot of money and you have to go to school for a long time. I could take it though. But what I'd really like to do is be an author. You don't have to go to school at all for that. It might be hard to get published or make any money at all even, but thats not what I'm worried about. I love to write. Tis a dying art, with less and less people reading books and more and more watching TV and spending too much time in the electronic world, but someone's gotta keep it alive. And there are still plenty of people who like to read. I don't want to go to university. I would like to go to Bible School, and maybe go on missions trips or something, but I don't think I would like university. High School sucks all the creative juices out of you, how much more so would college? What do you guys think? I'd also like to be a mother. I suppose I want what every girl wants- to find "the perfect guy" and get married, settle down and raise a family. But I want to travel too. I don't know. I suppose I shouldn't think so much. Another thing I've been thinking about is growing up. When did we get so old? The things we talk about, the implications everything has now, the 'maturity level' we have now. I want to go back to times when I was happy, making magic potions in the sandbox, playing fox and goose, not caring about how I looked at all. I want to be innocent again.

2 comments:

steph said...

knowing what your going to do after school is overrated.

Anonymous said...

do whatever makes you happy, teri. don't worry about anything too much. it'll all come in time, really... when you aren't looking for it.