I graduated a month an a half ago. Almost immediately I had to start looking for a job. Initially my mindset was- hey you know what... it’s going to be a piece of cake. Everything was up to that point- but I never realized that I had had that security blanket. I was completely oblivious to the warm comfort that is the educational system.
Things are planned for you up until the end of your education. You know that after kindergarten you have to deal with grade school and high school and before you know it you’re in college.

But then what?

You have to get yourself a job. But is it that simple? What do you want to be? Well in my case I studied to be an Interior Designer.

But suddenly I feel like I'm five years old again and I want to be a flight stewardess, I want to fly all over the world free as can be and see things that make me believe that living on this planet is one of the best things there is.

The past week I remembered another one of my dream careers-I wanted to pursue a career in sculpture at one point. But before that idea even began to flower it was crushed because even at 12 I remember telling myself that I’d have to supplement such a career with something more solid (I was 12 for crying out loud)

Then there was my stint with photography. A definite possibility after a course of about 2 months-I was one of the most interesting experiences-life behind the lens.

So what do I do?
Knee jerk reaction. - marry a rich gorgeous sheikh and do everything!

Reality Check. Stick to the plan. Be an interior designer. Work with people who inspire me. Travel and still find time for hobbies like photography and sculpture.

But First......
Get off my lazy butt and find myself a job.