enthusiast of many except myself

4/21/17 - unprepared

I care about many things, yet I have nothing I can call my own. one's got his cars and video games, another's got her basketball and soccer. Can you believe one has art, music, and writing ?? I love writing, it's very relaxing and it makes me feel good. but the things I write are not pleasing for others. Sure, it's meant for me, but having someone else take enjoyment for reading something I created. Now that would be an accomplishment. Don't get me wrong, I am proud of all my academic accomplishments. But after that, what ? good behavior and a passive personality aren't gonna get me a job. it's as if I was meant to be a student. learning is fun and all, but at one point you gotta use what you learn and use it to provide a service. I'm not sure I'm cut out for that. beyond my laziness and constant need for sleep, I have tried countless times to simulate having a job and almost always I fail. taking care of a dog? I forget to feed it almost everyday because I'm too focused on (you guessed it!!$) school. I volunteered at the boys and girls club for about a week and a half and the moment they asked me to "interact with the kids" I was out. Talking to people, eSPECIALLY people who I deem immature, is a no for me. I was talking down to those kids and they didn't even know it. The only time I actually like completing a service was when I helped out organizing books. books and reading are one thing that I excel at that isn't required at school. Reading doesn't require talking and it's my favorite. I would love to be a librarian or at least work in a library in some sort of way.