[School Blog] When I Grow Up..?
So my superintendant (note; I have strange relationships with the staff in my school. Long story. Just note he and I are friendly and we both pick on each other. Like family. You know?) Anyway. My main councelor/teacher/mentor went on disability and she's gone. So he is in here, trying to figure out where her class goes. Me and this other girl - Mykah - are in here, left behind, to talk to him for an hour. Credits, classes, "Why are you here?" Etc., etc. And the inevitable question comes up to me, "What is your goal? What do you want to be when you grow up?"
| Uhm.
| Long story, Mr. D.
When I was little, my passionate dream I had was to be a ballerina. Oops, got a disabilitating disease when I was 11, so no ballerina or dancing dream for you, Zoe. So, mark that out. And for the past 5 years with this disease and dealing with hospitals and stupid nurses who don't even know how to access my port and end up hitting nerves- I wanted to be the nurse every child loved. But also, I want to be a doctor and help children. And then again, psychology is a passion of mine now. What do I do?
So, I told him about my dream to go to OU (Oklahoma University - presigious college of Oklahoma, ahem) and how my old teacher basically stomped on my dreams and said I couldn't with how my grades (thanks to my disease, kthxbye) and well.. what do I do now? Should I be a freaking secretary or do some simplistic job I hate for the rest of my life? Uh, no. No thank you for that.
My schooling career is jacked up thanks to my disease.
My plans are jacked up because of this stupid disease.
My life is off track and my old teacher gave me a sign up form to audition for a company in Los Angeles that hosts and trains dancers, singers, and actors. And I was like: SIGN OF FATE OMG.
Then I realized my other passion of being a doctor.
So now I'm going crazy because my semester ends the 20th. I have a ton of work to get done - at least 100 assignments? I kid you freaking not.
And I'm just sitting alone in this damn room trying to contain my emotions. What do I do? Someone talk to me or something because I'm freaking out. I'm a junior. Second to last year in high school and I need a plan! I never dreamed it'd be this hard. Omfg.
It's so amazing, I'm going crazy-
U-Kiss' Amazing is sadly stuck in my head and it doesn't relate. ;-;
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