I have a nightmare. And yak on about it. Uh, oscar mayer!10:06 a.m. - 2002-08-05
I wish I were an oscar mayer weiner!
That is what I'd truly like to be-e-e!
Cause if I were an oscar mayer weiner!
Then everyone would be in love with me!
That song just keeps playing in my head. Over and over and over and over and over.
I had a nightmare last night. Something about registering for a class that I had already taken (Art, except it wasn't it was Music, but it was art, if you know what I mean), and how it wouldn't count, and I had to take a different class, so I ran from the class room, and left this annoying girl who wanted to be my friend, except she wasn't a college student, she was a ten year old girl that I used to know named Meridith, but she was in the class. So I ran to the computers in the library, but I couldn't find the website where you register, and as the hours went by, the classes went away too, because apparently it was set up by the hour, and every class that I didn't go to, I couldn't take. But the computers wouldn't work, and I couldn't figure out how to use they key pad.
And then I woke up. And I was tired. And I just laid there. I finally pulled the shorts off the clock (on my vcr, its right next to my bed, but I have to cover up every light source in the room, or else it wakes me up every time I roll over. Odd, considering I have literally slept through an earthquake. Bugs me too! I always wondered what it felt like to feel the earth, which seems so solid and unmovable, move beneath your feet. Maybe I should move to san fransico. Um, anyway), and, uh, it was 7:40. Except I didn't have my glasses on, and it looked like 1:40 (and since it was light out, and I went to bed around 1:45, I knew that would be the afternoon), but I had my alarm set for 1:20pm, so it should have woken me up! Then I squinted and realized it was seven forty. Tried to fall back asleep. Didn't work, obviously.
The dream was actually about me being worried that I would have no future. And not being prepared. My brother is filling out his application to Rolla already, and he won't be going there for another year. After this semester, I am officially graduated with an associates, and I'm supposed to go to real college (read: not community college), but I haven't done anything, filled out stuff, I don't even have an application. I'm scared. And I still don't have any idea what I want to do-- but I don't really want a degree in biology. I looked up the average pay for a biology major-- PATHETIC. Here are the things I put on a piece of paper, after searching online for like 3 hours.
Physiologist (But I CANT FIND ANY FREAKING INFO ON ANY SPECIFIC BRANCH OTHER THAN EXERCISE PHSYIOLOGY! I don't want to be a glorified personal trainer.)
Architect (good pay, interesting: downside, at least another 5 years in college, and having to pay a bunch of cash to be licenced, and take the exam every damn year!
Biologist (the old standby)
Biological engineer (but its called bio-medical engineering sometimes. And I don't want to be a doctor or nurse or anything like that)
Author (another old standby. I've been using this one since I was like, 7. Okay, so you've read some of my entrys, and I know they suck and are lame, but this isn't exactly me trying. Problems with being an author (for me): Writers block. Sticking with a story. Very few writers are successful, and I don't want to be poor.
And thats all! Right now I'm leaning towards physiologist, but I can't find any information! The internet is a piece of crap, offically.
:o)
Me (who is tired, and secretly advertising for oscar mayer, who is infiltrating your psyche at this very moment. Oscar mayer weiners will make you happy.)
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