Right Love, Wrong Time

It is funny. Since officially graduating (being done with student teaching) I have gotten a lot of the same comments:
--Congrats, you must be so excited!! (eh, kind of)
--You must be so proud to be done. (yeah, to a point)
--Congrats, now you can start what you really want to do! (haha, yeah, but there are no jobs)
--Well done, you must be relieved. (again, not really... at least I knew I would be going to school in the fall)
And my favorite: Congrats, but I feel so bad for you. (yeah, I feel bad for myself and other college grads)
Although I appreciate the support, I am ready to stop hearing all of that. Especially, the I feel so bad for you comment. Why? I know they feel bad, but I don't need to constantly hear it because there is nothing I can do about it. Yes, I graduated at the wrong time, but there is nothing anybody can do about it, except hope and pray for the best.

Right now, I am trying to figure out the best possible plan. Obtaining a job for the next school year is not looking the best right now; however, there is always the chance jobs will pop-up during the summer. As of right now, I am looking in grad school starting in the fall or winter. I will start subbing at the beginning of fall, and if I save up some money with subbing, then I will start taking grad classes. It might be easier to take these classes now, rather than later when I have my own classroom with constant papers, lesson plans, meetings, after school activities with students, etc... This truly might be a blessing in disguise.

I am working at the old coffeeshop I have been working for all throughout college. It is bittersweet. I never thought I would be back working with coffee after graduating college, but at least it is a job and it can be enjoyable at times. It is just difficult seeing what I could (potentially) earn in one day subbing, taking a week to earn at the coffeeshop. Gives me more character, right?

I have been trying to keep myself entertained without spending money-- it has been extremely difficult. For example, yesterday I went and biked 20 miles at the YMCA and then ran 4 miles because I had nothing else better to do. I am going to try and find some more work or volunteer thing or something to do to enhance my resume. I just don't know where to start. Hmmmmmm, I need to brainstorm.

Anyways, the point of this blog was I found the right love and passion in my life, but just at the wrong point/ time to start that career-- unfortunately.