I wish I was good at making sacrifices now for the benefit of the future. My grades were good enough to study and become whatever I wanted, but I told myself I'd rather do something I enjoyed and not sit through four more years of chemistry and math stuff. I guess I didn't realize that the difference could literally be hundreds of thousands of dollars a year. Now I'm struggling to patch something together career-wise, and I have no idea what I'm actually going to do. I'll be a certified elementary school teacher this time next year, but good luck finding a job. Maybe I'll try my hand at urban planning next and build up a good experience profile for municipal politics. I don't know. The bad thing is, as time goes on and I feel less and less on track and independent when compared to my peers, I feel more and more bitter. I actually find myself loathing people with a lot of money, just because I screwed things up for myself. Gosh, I really did my undergrad wrong. Then again, if I did it over again I don't really see myself doing it any better. That's the sad thing.
Anyway, I'm done with my incomprehensible sobbing.
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