It's important for me to remember, especially right now that from here on out there are no more blueprints, checkpoints or trail maps to guide me (or rather tell me) where to go in life. Most people would just about freak out without knowing what summer they're supposed to have an internship or what year it is that they are to be married at this point, but we really shouldn't. Think, if there's no answer key, or one right answer...who's to say that any of us is ever wrong? Sure we make mistakes, but life is the teacher now, without that-eh might as well croak- living and learning go hand in hand.
Why in the world am I stressin'?!
It's a shame that I personally think this way but I can't bring myself to do it because don't feel this way.
This is what happens when you're of two completely opposite cultures. One encourages me to do what I can to find my own happiness-per my own definition of the term. The other strongly feels that quality of life is measured in numbers...actually, dollar signs. What kind of house I can provide myself, and other such things make up how respected I am and how 'happy' I could be in the future. This might not be true of everyone, but shit, it's pretty apparent in the world of Vu. I feel hesitant to move forward in any direction whatsoever because there will always be contradiction.
Simply working and volunteering does not allow me to move up the social ladder, but it will satisfy my current dread of additional school. The cla commencement speaker spoke my thoughts as she explained what most responses to " what are you going to do now?" would be. " We will be doing what we've been doing all along: touching lives, inspiring others, being leaders in our communities, and making a difference in the world." That is precisely why working to support myself ( all moved out, for cryin out loud.) and continuing my little legacy would be ideal. This move, however, invites sneers from my Vietnamese side, and questions as to why I would 'waste' such precious time. ( I've been strongly conditioned to avoid this little consequence btw. It's pretty severe....till I develop a tolerance?)
Applying and continuing my education will definitely please my parents but then that's little ann played like a puppet, obedient as she always has been. I won't receive any praise or recognition for this, ( which I should since I removed my own personal interest) I'll just be spared from criticism. I might win in this, considering afterwards I'd have a masters in teaching, I just feel like it's not a choice I have. If that's not enough, there's going to be some under privileged communities that I won't get to help as much.
Sidenote** I am soo afraid of being rejected from grad school. Applying just puts me in the danger zone for that, I don't know if I'm ready for more stress. I just started my summer...
So yup, post graduate woes. I think I would die if I was a perfectionist. Nothing is ever perfect, whatever the word means.
what to do what to do...
good thing I am a procrastinator. I don't believe time well spent could ever be considered a waste ;)
Summer, get at me.