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    I Hear You Knocking Down My Door...

    I Think I'm Cured...

    :: Monday, May 25, 2009 ::

    I think, and I say this with hesitancy because I'm not totally convinced yet, that I want to be a teacher.

    This is what I wanted to be for the longest time -- basically up until my very first year of college when I was all "FILM!" -- and I think that, while I've gotten away from it over the past couple of years, this is what my heart is really set on.

    Would I be a good teacher? I don't know. I'd like to think so. I just keep thinking about how much I miss Northwest and the atmosphere there and I realize that maybe I belong in a school. I can't stay in college forever, so maybe my best avenue is to at least become a teacher.

    Part of me is a little scared of this because of the economy the way it is. My mom was just telling me about CMS was starting to lay off teacher assistants. Another part of me is scared because it means more schooling, which means more student loans and debt piling up around me.

    I want to think about this over the summer and explore the path I'd have to take after graduating.

    Speaking of summer, I need to get a damn job. I've been e-mailing people right and left. Some have responded, some haven't. I'm still in the process of sending out e-mails -- I contacted Janos earlier today about maybe being some sort of art department help for Summer Session, and I'm going to try to locate the chief designer, I guess, of Walt Disney World to see if there was some way I could do an internship or shadow or job or something I could do down there.

    I also need to get my portfolio online. And I need to get my external hard drive fixed, since my portfolio is, you know, on there.

    I also want to see about maybe submitting that salt shaker I made to some different metal competitions. I'm pretty happy with it and the compliments I've received on it (Especially from Yoko who told me she wanted to buy it) make me think maybe I should try my hand at this. If I ever finish this damn ring, maybe I'll submit it, too. I also want to try building some more stuff over the break. Aluminum is cheap, and I could definitely try playing around with it. Just to get comfortable with cutting and riveting, basically, since I won't have access to soldering equipment. I really enjoy working with metal. I don't want to commit myself to it right now, but it's something I could see doing as a serious hobby in the future.

    So I've got some stuff to do. We'll see how it goes.

    All I know right now is that being done with portfolio review is the best feeling in the world. I've basically done nothing but lie around for the past two days. Well, I did clean my room and start clearing some of my stuff out of Aquarius. So I did a little bit.

    :: Nick Monday, May 25, 2009 [+] ::
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