First of all, no one ever went on 'breaks' until Ross and Rachel did it.
It's only just hit me, this week, I'm giving up alot of what I want to do for the one thing I want to do the most. Sure, I really want to end up working in a school, sure, kids are great fun and I'd really enjoy that enviroment. Being run off my feet every day and going home with a headache night, my idea of a day well spent. If I want to do this, I've got to give up alot.
I need to get a normal hair cut, not that I don't have one already though, it just means that I can't do what I want with my hair. I want to dye it bright orange and I want to shave off the sides and I want to put my dreads back in but I can't. I can't wear my silly make up, I can't get more peircings, I can't get any obvious tattoos.
It's just starting to register that I'm going to miss out on all of this. I don't want to end up doing all this, getting metal and ink, when I'm older. I don't want to be that weird old lady. It's a bit mroe acceptable at this age.
But I don't want to find something else, I enjoy working with kids.
Don't you just hate the way things work out?
Sunday, 28 June 2009
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