Dear Diary

Chapter 7

Well I'm currently in my second semester of my third year of college. What do I have to show for it? Nothing. There's not a relationship or new friendships, nothing remotely exciting going on in my life as per usual. On one hand I feel like I should be grateful that my life isn't one big rollercoaster ride. However, on the other I can't help but think I'm missing out on so much. Since I've last posted I have turned 20. I'm in the stereotypical phase of life where I have to figure out what I want to do in the future. I have NO idea! Also since I've last posted I got a job... finally. I don't want to give specifics but let's just say I'm a tutor. Because of this new job I have been contemplating being a teacher. I want to ultimately have one of those cliche jobs where you wake up every morning excited to go to work so that it doesn't feel like work at all. With this tutoring job I kinda feel that way but then I kinda don't. So you can see my dilemma right? I'm getting older and the pressure to make my final decision is like a dark cloud that follows me around all day. I'm also becoming less of a fan of school every semester that passes. I have been in school for what feels like forever and even though I don't hate it yet I feel like one day I might. It's not my classes or professors specifically, and as a matter of fact I don't even have a logical reason. Perhaps it's all the student loans and debts weighing me down. I'm hoping 2018 is my year. And I know a lot of people say that every year and I'm 99.9% sure I said this last year but anyways. I just want to start going through my life with a new attitude on things, and open to new opportunities. Basically wherever the wind takes me or something's cheesy like that. Well that's it for now and if you ever feel anything like this please let me know in the comments or wherever. Bye!