Those Who Can’t Blog
Those who can, do. Those who can’t, teach.
Whoever thought of this phrase must have either been depressed or extremely pissed off…or just incredibly rude. I mean really, why is being a teacher such a horrible job? I might consider going into teaching if I was a better student. But I’m not so therefore I wouldn’t be able to teach anyone. You know I’ve been looking for freelance writing jobs online and have found two that I plan on applying for. But first I need to type out a CV and cover letter. Of course I only have (this much) to put on a resume. Three years of college and what do I have to show for it? I’m not even close to being done and the fear of failing keeps getting to me. I never used to fail before so why now? Why when its so important that I pass does my brain decide to go on holiday?
I’m ready to start my life.
And I can’t do that if I keep failing in it. I know that life isn’t supposed to be easy but come on! I’m tired of holds, I’m tired of prerequisites, I’m tired of not having a license and not having at least a part time job. I’m just tired. Why can’t things just simply fall into place? I’m running behind and its so frustrating. I can’t even get my love life on track. Not that, that is my top priority at this point but I thought it was at least forming…its not. I’m getting a headache just thinking about my nonexistent social life. -.- Pathetic.
Side note- I’ve been frantically looking for the pen I usually have on my desk and just gave up looking when I go to scratch my head and realize that I put the pen in my hair. -.- I’m losing my mind. Time to paint something.
“Those who can’t think spout cliches.”
