39 Days.

Thirty-nine days.

That's how many I have left until school starts.

I was actually really excited to go until yesterday afternoon when I was told I had to change my major to something different (Business Administration) and take a bunch of classes (Accounting and Business Law, to name a few) that I didn't want.

So, I guess I'll be sticking with Communications. I also found out that I can't do the 4 year school I want through the community college unless I switch my major to English, which I don't want to do. I was really upset all night last night and basically just cried a lot because I thought I wasn't going to get to do what I wanted to do. (Shout out to Bill for dealing with weepy, crying, wailing, me for the night! Love you, pumpkin! ;-* teehee, but srsly, thanks)

And perhaps Human Resources Management isn't for me.

Or maybe I'll get into HR with my Communications degree, who knows. Maybe I'll go into social media or something. I suppose the possibilities are endless.

All I can say is that I am restless to get this started and see if college is or isn't or me. Makes me think of this one Relient K song, "College Kids"

"someone please save us, us college kids!

what my parents told me is what i did

they said go to school and be a college kid

but in the end i question why i did

oh no! not for me, not for me

call it torture, call it university

no! arts and crafts is all i need

i'll take calligraphy and then i'll make a fake degree"

But what if it isn't for me, then what do I do? :/

College?

Last week, I applied to college. It felt strange to do so... Like it wasn't something I should be doing. And it wasn't for what I thought I would be applying for, either.

For the past five or so years, I've loved history. For those of you who know me, don't take that as I don't love history anymore—I still do love it. But maybe that isn't what I should go to school for. I don't really want to be a teacher, a professor (which is basically the same thing), a park ranger, or a tour guide. Okay, so that last one, maybe I wouldn't mind doing that. That isn't the point, though.

As much as I love history, and love to learn about it, it's not what I 100% want to go to school for. I applied for Communications because that is a degree that involves social media, as well as could allow me to become a writer. 

I'm not the best writer, but I love to write this blog, and would love to write a book some day soon. Or even work for a company's social media department. The internet has shaped and changed my life in so many ways—I've grown up on the internet, established long lasting relationships via the internet (and have even met some of those people in person), and learned so much via the internet. 

Communications just seems like the right choice for me.

READ PART 2 HERE