Welp, we're at the end of my first senior year at the University of South Alabama. I attended a wonderful graduation of those going out into the world before me. It inspired me to come up with a more solid plan for my life. Literally ANYTHING will be better than me just shrugging my shoulders and hoping for the best.
Then I saw my grades...
I only have myself to blame for them not being where they need to be. But now I'm filled with a sense of determination that I've never had before (I started feeling it around finals... of course by then it was too late for it to do any good). I NEED to make next year my last year at South. At least for undergrad. I haven't really given a WHOLE lot of thought to what I'm gonna do out there in that big scary world. People keep asking me if I still want to teach. Honestly, I don't know. But what I could do is become a SUB--stick my toes in the water, so to speak, and see if it's something I would really want to get into. If not, I can look into becoming an editor, which is one of the reasons I wanted to become a teacher in the first place. I could become a technical writer, which seems easy enough for me. I could... idk... I'm pretty limited as an English major... we'll see. This is truly the most thought I've given this since I switched majors.
I really need to focus on school right now though. Everyone is ready for me to graduate. Trust me, it's time.
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