I had to go to my campus today to pay tuition for the fall semester. Today is the day that it's due and today is the day that I pay. I'm not normally such a procrastinator, it just completely slipped my mind. *Shrugs shoulders*
Afterwards, I walked around campus distributing copies of our women's literary magazine. I'm an editor so I get to do fun things like fill up our racks in the library. I actually do enjoy being an editor, though. I'm more proud of having my name on the staff list on the inside cover than having one of my poems in there. I'm not much of a poet. I am the editor-in-chief's successor for when she graduates. More responsibilities! Yes! :)
While I walked, the sun beating down on me as I lugged a heavy pile of women's self-expression in my arms, I realized that I miss school tremendously. I always do this. I miss my summer fellowship program during the school year, I miss school during the summer, I'm always missing something. I just think that academia is the best thing in the world. I have wanted to become a professor for a long time, but now I am having a hard time narrowing it down to one field. I have already changed my major twice, my minor about five times, and when Mentor urges me to go straight to graduate school after college, the best I can give is a noncommittal shrug.
It would be great if I knew what I wanted to do with my life.