Goodbye Feb, Hello March

Day 61.

Today is the first day of the last month of school or in other words, the last month of my job as a teacher. I did start it right by showing up at work 15 minutes before the start of the first class. Even though still feeling a little bit dizzy from having only an hour of sleep, I managed to pull myself together and face my students like nothing's bothering me.

For the past few days, I've been thinking of what to do next after I finally say goodbye to my working contract. On one hand, I want to go back to school and study medicine but I guess that's just not going to happen right now because of the usual issue that is money. On the other hand, I want to take my writing career into full swing, maybe make a little dough from writing internet content. My mom would probably throw a fit over that one because she wants me to work for a call center company so we could go back to having five meals a day and the mandatory Sunday shopping. I really don't know. What's the point of planning for your future if everyone is out to fully engineer your life's blueprint for you? Yeah. It sucks.

Maybe not giving a shit is the best thing to do right now. No expectations, no disappointments. I'd just do what I do best - going with the flow then I'll cross the bridge when I get there.

I'd better sleep this off. I feel like I'm going to automatically shut down in three seconds.