I really have. A while ago I was so sure that I wanted to be a teacher, and I really do, but I also don’t want to loose touch with my writing side. I want to be an author. I want to write stories and because it’s difficult for me to connect with myself, let alone others I feel like this would be the way to connect with people. I feel like I need to connect to people in order to survive and truly be happy. For now all I know is that this December I will be done with my undergrad work. FINALLY. It has taken me way too long.Seriously. After that I’m going to get tow work. Don’t know where I can work with a creative writing degree. Any ideas???
Okay, so this is the plan for this comming year: I will be done with school and start working (again, where could I work? help!!! If I can’t find anything, then anything will have to do), my husband will stop working at the salon and barber shop and put his massage therapy license to work and find a job at a well-paying PROFFESSIONAL place, and I’m going to have to put my little papa at a day care. Boo.
I’m so use to being with him at all times. Me looking after him whenever I’m not in school. Being the first one he sees, the one who feeds him, the one who does everything. My little baby. I wish I could take him to work with me. Hey, maybe I can find a daycare center I could work in? Or atleast close by? I proabbly need like a license or certificate for that huh? I don’t know. Anyway, new things this comming year. I’m feeling exited, nervous, and scared.