Finding Motivation in Nothing...

So it's been FOREVER since I blogged...but time to get back on the wagon and keep track of what's happening in my life...

I'm still working at my dead-end job, but there's light at the end of the tunnel since I've decided to quit and either go back to Disney or find something else. I don't know when and I don't know where yet, but just having made the decision to leave takes a HUGE weight off of my shoulders. I refuse to let this job become Disney all over again, where I get comfortable and just don't want to leave because I don't want to start over. Starting over is good...

Grad school...still applying. I submitted my applications for Portland State University in Oregon and for UNC Chapel Hill, but I'm still completing my applications for UNF and UCF...I did FINALLY call both schools and insure that they saved my recommendations so I wouldn't have to ask my professors for more...the biggest thing I need to work on are my personal statements. So far all of the personal statements I've submitted are lackluster and nothing to be proud of...in the end, I just want to submit applications I'm proud of, that way I know if I don't get in it's not because I didn't put my best foot forward. Cliche, yes...but also true. I just know I need to go back to school...and soon, because I'm quickly beginning to feel that my time off of school has become a waste...aside from reading, which I'm doing a lot of. If you haven't read anything by Paulo Cohello, please do. The end.

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