Entry Title: First Entry
Now that that is out of the way, I can continue on by bitching about other, slightly less pressing matters. I am now in my Sophmore year at the University of Wisconsin - Madison. Very good school, very good party scene, very boring town, and very, very cold climate. This is life in Madison. College has proven not to be as wonderfully exciting as I had initially hoped two years ago in my naive pre-freshman mind. Although it is nice not to have my parents around, there isn't a hell of a lot more to do here than there was in Northbrook, IL. This, I must say, is a very sad statement indeed. Northbrook, IL sucks. Well, at least there is a lot of fattening food in college to aid in gaining the freshman fifteen. And, of course, there are those classes to keep one occupied. Not that I actually go to class, which may be some of my problem. For some reason unbenounced to me, I can't seem to care enough about school to even attend class. Most classes are boring, and I feel no great urge to attend them. Even the math classes that I generally find at least mildly amusing. My major was originally computer science, but now is the wonderfully elusive 'undecided' since I really have no clue what I want to major in or what I want to do for the rest of my life. these are very daunting decisions, in case you didn't know.
This leaves me with the terribly scary unknown ahead. My parents tell me that I should drop out of school and figure out what I want to do because, according to them, I am unhappy and wasting their money (a big no,no). Luckily, I am getting better at not listening to them, since whenever I do, it ends up badly, and somehow it is still my fault. Ah, well, I guess I shall have to make my own decisions, which is perfectly fine with me. I just wish I had someone to help me make them. In any case, I am at a point where I don't know where or how to go forward. Should I drop out? I think I may have to since I am not attending class anyway. But what will I do? Where will I get a job? Where should I live? How will I manage? Will I be successful? Will I be happy? As usual, too many questions and not enough answers.
I have always wanted to go into the entertainment business. Okay, let's be honest, who doesn't? I wouldn't mind being a movie editor or producer (again, who wouldn't?). And I think I would be good at the creative aspect of things and have thought about computer animation. Actually I was going to major in animation, but Madison doesn't offer that as a major. USC does, which is where I was going to go to school, but my parents had the brilliant notion that I wouldn't be happy there and should go to Madison instead. As always there were right since I am so happy here. (If you didn't hear the sarcasm in that last sentence, then you may as well stop reading now, because good luck trying to understand any of the rest of the entries). But I could also do something more basic like web design, or I would take a crack at my dream job since the age or seven: writing. I've thought about trying to be a writer, but I am not sure I'd make that good of a waitress. I suppose the only thing really stopping me from pursuing my dreams is me. Or more accurately, my fear. I don't want to fail and I would probably allow myself to nearly starve to death before even considering crawling back to my parents. Although I know that any of the things I am interested in take a certain amount of risk. More risk than your average job of, say, an accountant. Of course in these days of Arthur Anderson, I suppose even that has considerable risks. So maybe then I just need more backbone. Or the will to tell my parents to back off because I am going to live my life as I see fit and try and make it on my own. We shall see if all this talk amounts to something more than talk (god I hope so). Until next time.
