Thank God

Jeez, it has not been a good day for me at all. I have been sick all day till around 5pm when I ate dinner. I have had a migraine all day and felt nauseous. I couldn’t hardly get out of the bed. I didn’t make it to my class today, hope that doesn’t put me behind, but I just couldn’t stomach driving for like 50 minutes to get to the school and sit in class for almost an hour then drive back. Luckily I am allowed to miss two days and this is my first and hopefully my last.

I sent in my midterm draft for my English class the other day and got back the teacher’s comments. I got a 3 out of 5, not bad, but really not good. She critiqued it quiet a lot. I was disappointed. But hopefully I will have plenty of time to work on it and make it a lot better. I’ll work on it a little bit everyday so I don’t overwhelm myself, and then I’ll probably do better.

I’m so glad that I am finally feeling better. I haven’t had a headache like that in a while. Especially one that wouldn’t be fazed by any kind of medication.


What am I going to do with my life?

The other day, as I was writing a journal entry that I had to do for my Success and Study Skills class, I had to write about my dream career and life goal. And when I put down ‘Registered Nurse’ I started to think. And I haven’t stopped thinking since. I don’t really want to be a nurse, its just something I’ve figured up over the years because working as a Nursing Assistant, I saw that the nurses had a better job and a better salary and I wanted that, not necessarily the job.

So, what am I going to do? Well, I’m trying to figure that out right now. But still, I am battling and will be battling doing what I really want to do, versus what I need to do to get good career in the field I’ve been in since I graduated high school basically, health care.

I’ve always been artistically inclined. I love reading, writing stories, painting, taking pictures. These are my real passions. If you love what you do for a living, you never work a day in your life. I have seen my parents and other people in my family kill themselves working in factories, machine shops and other places that they came to hate, because it wasn’t enjoyable. What do I do? Get a degree in a field that isn’t enjoyable to me, but will give me a good, steady (yet probably stressful) job, like I’ve had for years? Or get a degree in a field that I love, art, and do what I love to do, but have no job security? I’m so confused.

I had hoped ten years after I graduated high school I would have my life together a little better than this.