You Want Something. Go Get It. Period.

It's hard to stare the truth in the face. Especially when you don't know what to do with it.
More so when you are graduating with a degree you don't want in 25 weeks.
I can't believe I'm finally saying it, but I don't want to do this anymore. I've considered being a professor in business, but I can't stand business.
Looking back, I wish I would have listened to myself in the first place and gone to art school.
Unfortunately I ride the strange line of lacking the personality and skills to belong in business school and also lacking the quirkiness for art school.
So I'm staring my life down wondering what to do next.
What do I do after May 5?
How do I transition, if ever?
I've been thinking a lot on what I love and what I hate doing. What is it I loved about hospitality that made me choose this route?
The travel. The experience I could give others. Working in exotic places.
Now I'm realizing I could travel more with an education background. So why not be a professor?
Because I don't care enough about business. I love the schedule professor offers and, as far as business goes, the pay ain't so bad either.
I love my camera. I want to learn how to do that better.
I've always been the person called on for creative projects at work, poster designs and stupid stuff like that - I just wish I had the skills and programs to do it better.
When I think back to high school and how much I loved designing the literary/arts magazine, I wonder what the hell I was thinking doing this.
Don't let anyone tell you that you can't do something, even if it's an art teacher saying you won't survive art school. Now I may never know.
And I hate myself for listening.
I've always been the good child that takes the advice I'm told. I don't act on impulse regarding life decisions. I think sensibly and fairly maturely for a lot of my life.
I push myself in school and work to make everyone proud.
But here I am, burnt out and bored.
Staring at everything I've accomplished and not caring. I have my pick of a job or a graduate school.
Why did I wait until I the world at my feet to decide I didn't want this life?
Stupid girl.
"Life's too short to wait any longer."