i'm such a wuss

[c9]

I hate my job. I should quit and do something fun. Sadly, the real world doesn't look too kindly on that sort of thing. I want a house, an environmentally-friendly car, marriage, kids, yadda yadda. Apparently these things cost money!

If I could get paid to do theatre, I always said I would do it in a second. But I worry, actually. When I find something I like I dive in 100%, leaving everything else wanting. I had horrible marks in university and high school due to spending too much time on theatre, but at least then I was single! What happens to Vinny when I'm missing so many evenings?

Plus I'm a geek, I like my computer toys. And I like being able to give to causes I believe in. And take vacations. And and and and and and and. Fuck I'm a wuss. I feel like I'm stupid or indecisive for not just biting the bullet and deciding what to do, and then making it happen. I have friends who do nothing but theatre, and I have other friends that actually pay attention to their real career, not their imaginary one, and they make triple my salary and are incredibly happy with the way things are going.

Sometimes I really wonder where I'm going.

Comments

[c9.livejournal.com]

You may have a point. Sometimes when I complain about my job to grownups they laugh and say "of course you don't like your job!" Maybe it is all propaganda?

Except I do actually know people who (seem to) enjoy their careers immensely! Hrmmm.

Nineteen. Yeah.

[bartok.livejournal.com]

enjoy their jobs? do they get free crack or something?