I'm going to say this, and then I will never make a peep about it again.
There. I'm done.
How on earth can people claim to enjoy doing this? People say I'm over-thinking the whole thing, and I probably am - but, my gosh, wouldn't you try to make the best choice you possibly can when thousands of dollars you do not have are involved? I guess that's why people can just say "oh, just choose some place and be done with it because it doesn't really matter anyways" (which, may I say, is so encouraging) - they aren't the ones committing to pay all this money back. Money stinks.
Honestly, blog? The main problem I'm negotiating at the moment is this: I am not interested in anything. Scratch that, I'm interested in everything. I would study archaeology, art history, English, theatre, graphic design, geography, journalism, history, medieval-renaissance studies, writing, philosophy and bookmaking if I could. What I'm not sure about are the jobs attached to those degrees. For one thing, a liberal arts B.A. doesn't exactly have an easy-to-follow path leading from the graduation stage. I know finding a job after college is tough for everyone, but - and who knows, I could be wrong about this - I've always thought that people who studied things like nursing have at least some idea of what to do next. What do you do after a B.A. in Humanities?
What the heck - who cares, right! I mean! What the heck does it matter? Who cares if I don't know what I'll do! I'll do whatever I want to, darn it! I'll work three jobs and then go live in Europe for two months. I'll save like heck and move to New York. I'll work for a summer and then drive to Montana and sleep in the back of a truck with a camper shell on it and see all there is to see. I'll write crap poetry my whole life, always have a dog, and play ukulele every day. And thank God I can.
I'm feeling much better now. Thanks for listening, blog. What a great friend you are.