Growing up!

I'm not even sure if there is anyone out there reading my blog anymore. Life has been... shall we say interesting.

I'm finally completing my Bachelor's degree and trying to decide what to do with the rest of my life. Ideally I would be rich and would be able to pursue my dreams of lifelong learning. If I were to win the lottery tomorrow I would study for the rest of my life. I love to learn, it doesn't matter what it is so long as I'm using my brain.

However, in the real world one has to find something to do with the education she has so slowly slaved over for seven years. Yes that's right, seven years. For those of you who don't know me that well, I began my University career, and yes at times I feel like I should be paid for my hard work, in 2000. Working like a galley slave for the next eight years, give or take a few months when I took time off, I've been attending classes part-time and working for a pittance the rest of the time. Unfortunately for me, my job leaves me woefully underpaid but somewhat appreciated so I don't feel so bad about the underpaid portion, therefore I was required to take on the dreaded Student Loan. Now I'm forced out into the real world to find a real job that will enable me to pay back this loan that I procured.

Option 1: Return to school for the Masters program, not really what I want to do but it will keep me from having to re-pay my loan right away. However, this does mean I will have to borrow more which in essence doesn't make much cents(haha) at all.

Option 2: Accept a teaching position in South Korea that would allow me to see some of the world and do something new and exciting. This is my most likely option but it will keep me from friends and family for an entire year.

Option 3: Apply for a job working at the University Library. An appealing choice for someone who enjoys books and learning in any format. The major plus of this option... free education. You heard it right folks. Working at the University would allow me to register for one course, free of charge, each semester.

Okay... interrupt to add some curse words, I just stubbed my toe on the computer desk and am currently swearing with enough vehemence to make a sailor proud.

Back on topic...

Right now Option 2 looks to be the best idea. I mean, a chance to see parts of the world I've only previously dreamed of. The pay is quite good and opportunities to travel while I'm there.... imagine me circling in the street with arms outstretched while hallelujahs reign from the heavens. I know what your thinking.... what about the kids? Teaching has never been my vocation in life. I've always been told I would make a fantastic teacher, I do have the patience of a Saint, and I love kids, I truly do, I just don't think I could deal with bureaucracies that tend to go hand in hand with a life of teaching. Could I do it and enjoy for a year or two of my life? Absolutely. Hell, who knows I might even discover that the pros far out-weigh the cons and commit myself to a life of lectures and grading.

Anyway, just in case I do get the chance to fly myself halfway around the world I went last month and applied for my passport. That lovely, and quite costly, document now sits snugly in the hidden compartment of my jewelery box.

Ciao for now,

Becky

PS.... Annie... where did you go?