Diary of a Vagabond - lunch. Take 2
Diary of a Vagabond - Lunch
If you had asked me 7 years ago if I thought I’d still be in college I would have laughed at you. Well, here I am at 26 and still in college. I’m getting ready to graduate in July and I have no idea what I want to do with my life or where I want to live. When I graduate I’ll have an A.A. in General Studies and two A.S. degrees in Paralegal Studies with specializations in transactional (for example, Real Estate) and litigation.
I started college in August 2005. I was a Psychology major. I got bored with it after transferring schools in August of 2006. I changed my major to General Studies and finished my A.A. in December 2008. I transferred to the university near me in January of 2009 where I majored in Anthropology. I loved Anthropology but I didn’t know what I’d do with the degree other than go to grad school. I ended up flunking out of the university. I went back to the community college I got my A.A. from in January 2010 and took one class. I got an A in it and made the President’s List that semester. I spent that semester making changes. I visited the advising office and told them I needed to get out of college as quickly as possible with something that I could get a job with. It came down to culinary school or the paralegal program I’m currently finishing. The reason I didn’t go to culinary school in because the campus it is offered on wasn’t convenient for me. You could say I picked Paralegal at random.
I took the summer off and worked at a Health and Wellness camp for kids as the art and crafts director. It was fun for the time, but I don’t know if I’d do it again. In August 2010, I started the Paralegal Studies program. I officially declared it my major in January 2011.
I’ve never been passionate about it, but I’ve worked as hard as I could to get these degrees.
I know I don’t have to have it all figured out right now and everyone keeps telling me I don’t need to have it figured out yet but not having a plan and not knowing what happens next really freaks me out.
I’ll post more as I start figuring it out and making plans because I know it can only get better from here.
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This is a post about endings, goodbyes and letting go.
A few months ago, I got back in touch with a friend that I hadn’t seen in about a year.
This friend and I met about 5 years in a college class. I had only been living in Orlando for a few months and didn’t know that many people and she was nice to me so we started hanging out. For a long time we were inseparable and then one day everything fell apart.
I still don’t know what caused that rift, but we didn’t talk for about 6 months. It wasn’t until Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part 1 came out in theaters did we see each other. We saw that movie twice together and things were good for a while and then suddenly nothing.
I didn’t think about her for a while (I got busy with life and had other friends to think about) but then about 6 months ago we started talking again.
It was good for a while, but then we started fighting. Every time we’d make plans to do something, she’d either text 5 minutes before and tell me she couldn’t make it or she’d just not show up. I finally sent her a long email saying how I feel. We didn’t talk for a few weeks.
A few days ago I finally decided to get some closure. I sent her a long email and we went back and forth. It ended with her deleting and blocking my Facebook and now I can’t contact her there. That’s fine, I said everything I wanted to.
Even though it was my decision to end the friendship, I’m still a bit heartbroken. In time, I’m sure that will heal and for all I know somewhere down the road we might be friends again.
I don’t expect her to read this, but if for some reason she comes across it, goodbye friend.
I hope to someday get to a place where I fully believe this.
