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[Apr. 2nd, 2008|12:19 pm] |
Alright, so I'm just killing time in the school library. I told Moynihan that I wasn't going back to class after lunch, so I came here because I really have nothing better to do than research colleges. Boring? Yes.
Scary as hell? Definately.
I mean, think about it. In six months I'll have narrowed down my choices and probably be spending upwards of 600$ to even apply (screw you, application fees). I'll know before Christmas which schools want me and which don't. My birthday will come around and I'll have already decided where I'm going to be spending the next two to four years of my life.
The thing is, after that, I have no idea where my life is headed. That's the scary part. I don't know one single thing about it, and as interested as I am to find out, I'm scared.
Ben would tell me to take things day by day and to calm down about the future. My mom would tell me that no matter what I do, she supports me. My sister keeps telling me to go to school in Asia, simply because I'd be far away (I countered with the fact that she's going to have to do all the dishes while I'm gone, and she quickly switched her preference to Cape Cod Community College).
Ben wants me to go to school in Vermont or Maine, so he can work while I'm at school. But I want what I want, and I don't want to surrender that. But his opinion is more valid than mine- he has an idea what he wants for himself, and I have no clue. I know I want to travel and get paid for that. But how? And how's that going to work out?
I have the entire world at my fingertips, and suddenly that seems entirely too big. I can't be held responsible for my own choices, because if I make the wrong one, then that's all my fault. And who wants the blame for messing up an entire future?
The one place that keeps popping up is Becker College, which is in Worcester and Leicester. Two campuses, like, twenty minutes away from one another. And they offer Travel Management as a major.
We'll see. |
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