Angst. Worry. Doubt. Arararagh.
Oh, its nothing important, in the grand scheme of things. Of course, by the grand scheme of things, in the big veiw, our lives are so short there's really no point in bothering to live them.
So, its either take the small veiw of me and my surroundings, or the large view where everything I hold dear is so insignificant that should they all be wiped away that the view wouldn't even notice the change.
Anywho...
I've got a new project for Lamplighter Games, a variation on Pong and Hot Potato, where the ball is a bomb, and the goal is to blow up the opponants base, but if the bomb goes off near a paddle, its game over as well. Mmm. I just need to start work on it...
Also, it has come to my attention that I am passing two of my classes, the ones I actually put some effort in, with an A in one, and a high B bordering on an A, if not an A already, in the other. Math is the third, I'm going to have to repeat it. Again. This time, I'm going to take it SERIOUSLY >.<; Maybe I'll even pass this time. I doubt it, but I'll try.
But anyhow, that means... What, exactly? I don't know.
Why am I even in college is a mystery to me. I don't really have a goal in life, I don't have a purpose, I don't have anything I want to become when I grow up, which is just around the corner. All I have are daydreams of things I can do, but... thats not reality, and even my normal dreams and plans are closer to reality.
Thing is, though, I'm turning 20 soon. That means... I'm going to be 20. Two decades. Oy gah valt. My mental age is only 16.
So, I have to choose a goal, and start working towards it. I'm very goal oriented, so long as the goal has the ultimate aim of DOING something.
The idea of just getting my general ed in the way and deciding later doesn't mix with me, despite the fact I put off work till almost too late. Its how I am, its how I'm built.
And I don't have a clue what my ultimate goal for education is. There's a couple possibilities, but thats all they are. Possibilities. Although...
Lets see, there's a couple things I like doing.
Paperwork. I can sit down and handle lots of paperwork.
Talking to people. I actually like that part of my job, where I help people find what they need.
Organizing Things. Like the AX05 trip.
Explaining things so that they can be understood better. I actually have done this several times, just sumerized in a few sentances what the CREATOR of the game was trying to explain.
I also like creating things, like stories, or rather the places the stories take place in, but I can't find a practical use for that where I could make a living.
What do those all add up to? I don't know. I think I should talk to a career counseler and see what they say.
Preferably, if I could make a living doing what I'm doing now, I'd be happy. I actually, despite assholes and fucktards that have come and gone, like where I work and what I do there.
But then again, I'm only going to be making a little over 8 bucks an hour there after two years, and having been there about the 5th or 6th longest. Thats including managers.
In fact, the only manager that has been at that store longer than me is the store director... Oh, forgot the grooming manager, but grooming is its own seperate world and he doesn't have any real authority outside of grooming.
Ah well. Them's the breaks.
But, I really do need to decide on a realistic goal, or at least one branded in reality. Becoming a world-conquering dictator is not one of them.
Mi Amor!