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SO I don't know why I'm making a new entry. I have nothing much to say. Maybe if I ramble on something will come to me. Why am I wasting my time if I have nothing to say? Easy. I haven't made an entry in a long time and I'm bored.
I posted an ad in Students of the World a couple days ago. The very next day 16 new messages in my inbox. Mostly people from Africa and Korea, all wanting to talk to me. I replied to a couple ads in the Russia/Lativa threads but none of them were able to reply to me. I don't know why, but I got error messages. I was really looking foward to talking to Russians. I need help with my Ruskey. Ah, well. I've met some really, really great people on there. Everyone's really friendly and I can't wait to write letters to some of them. This one girl in New Zealand...she's cool. She wants to write snail-mail. I always wanted to go to New Zealand and see the sights. So beautiful. I can't wait to get a letter from there! Too cool. Someone else from Africa...he's really nice. He wants to write letters, too. And then there's a guy from Argentina, we speak Spanish together. biggrin DDDD That is undescribable. I'm finally using the languages I learned! Which I am totally psyched about, because that's the whole point, isn't it?! I'm actually using it! Also, there's a journalist I'm talking to. Probably the only person who came to me that can speak perfect English. <3 We have talked and it's crazy: we share all of our interests. We've both been writing for EVER, we both cherish friendship and loyalty, and my favorite: we both sing. He said he was doing karoke (sp?) and he said he'd dedicate it to me. Yeah, right, but thanks. heart That's really cool.
Hey, looks like I've found stuff to write about. biggrin
One of my penpals wants to exchange stories. The Spanish speaking one. Now, I don't have any short stories. They're all novels. I guess I could write one for him. He wants it in English so he can get better at reading the language. blaugh That made me super happy. Seriously, I have so much happiness this month. Ever since I met all these cool people.
Hmm, interesting. Cultures and languages are making me this happy...maybe this IS the career path I should follow. Instead of the dentist option. I'm sure that will make me happy, too, but this is...this just...makes me happy! I don't know what else to say. Learning about other people around the world is interesting, fun, something I want to do. I kind of have to decide soon. Because teaching school and languistics is in the other direction of medschool and pre-dentistry. After all...I AM better at English than Math and Science. Better by a long shot. But I'm just worried I won't be able to make a successful life for myself if I become a language teacher. My mom has been trying to get a teaching job for 8 years now and the economy in Michigan SUCKS. She can't get a job as a teacher here. I'd have to go elsewhere. Which is a beacon on hope: Russia? I always wanted to go to Russia. Maybe I could teach English or Spanish there. It's a great possibility. Or even Spain. I could teach English or Russian there. See? I mean...I've got loads of options for teaching a language.
As for dentistry...I doubt, seriously doubt, I will make it through medschool. It's so hard and I'm only an average student. My study habits suck and I can never focus. But I manage A's and B's - that's good, right? Mum says they want straight A's for medschool. I got a 21 on my ACT, that's the minumum score needed for medschool. Lucky. Maybe it's a sign? But then, maybe not. Because I barely scraped by. Does that mean I'll barely scrape by in medschool? I can't be anything less than perfect and I am FAR from that. The stress will be unbelieveable. I don't handle stress. Don't get me wrong, I want to be a dentist. It's all I ever wanted to be. Since I got braces in 2nd grade, I've had my mind made up. I explored other careers, sure, but I only lightly skimmed the top of the pool. I didn't dive deep into any other options. Now that I am...I'm having doubts! Sheesh, I never should have started liking languages. Well, like I can help that. The little voices in my head are playing a game of ping-pong. Back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. I'll give them names. Sharon is the dentist, Sveta will be the languagist/translator/teacher. biggrin Ooooh, my dear Svetlana, how promising you look! Like, I can see myself being truely happy. I can see myself happy with Sharon's view, too, but extremely stressed from all the work and student loans and technology (something else I don't do well with)...etc etc.
s**t! I can't decide. This is confusing. I can't do both because they're two completely different fields. Ai, this is a lot to deal with.
I can't type anymore, my mind is spinning.
Amor, любовь, and love,
Megan/Меган
 ThaddeusTheThird · Sat Aug 04, 2007 @ 01:39am · 0 Comments |
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