What Do you Want to Do With Your Life?

I have been circling a question through my head. It is the one question that we all face in our coming adult years. What do you want to do?

That question can apply to a lot of meanings. What do you want to do right now? What do you want to do in four years? What do you want to do with yourself? 

What do you want to BE?

I do and do not have an answer to that question. All that I know is that I want to be doing something what is from my decision. I want to be able to give myself my own options and I am thinking through a college perspective. I want an apartment, I want to have money or some sort of income, I want an internship, and I want a career that I picked. And so far I am currently working on those things.

The reason why I am writing about this now is because today I got an email from professor I won’t no loner have since I changed my major. So I had to explain to them that I was not going to do their class again for this fall. I also had a talk to my boyfriend about what he wants to do after the four years. Whether or not to do another career choice added on to what he already wants to do.

And that made me think.

What do I want to do when I get to that point of my life?

Right now I changed to be only a English Major. I also added a teaching certificate for the future. But now that I think about it I don’t want to get that certificate and be done with my career. I want to WRITE. I love to write so much and I want to write books. I just don’t know what or where to start. I love poetry but I also want to practice my prose. Not only do I want to be a creative writer but I also want to be a versatile one, where I can write articles and express opinions and issues and reviews. I want to be the best I can be at writing. It is my own way of express and enjoyment of who I am as a person, what my voice is trying to say.

I do and I don’t know what is going to happen.

But I do know that what I’m doing now I want to work hard at it.

What do you think? Where do you think you are in your life? Do you know what you want to do?

Much Love and Support

H

 

Hey, Where You Been?

Hello Everyone,

so it has been about two weeks since I have posted anything and it’s because I been caught up with enjoying the last few days in Japan to arriving back home in the states. Lately I am tired and scrambling about moving back to Austin and other paper documents that I don’t feel like thinking about. The only thing that anyone wants to do is just lay down all day.

I am definitely lacking good sleep. Where I am no one ever really lets me sleep well. It is also hot in my room and the light from the window is too strong. I will say that I did get to stay in bed till 2:30 with the exception of people calling me to ask if I was okay because of how late I slept. I just want to freaking sleep with no bother for once. Literally I am laying down “wishing” I could fall asleep.

But I want to get back at consistency. I am pretty drained and where I am right now I lack inspiration and motivation. Even my happiness goes down because of the negative energy in my house. I do have a lot in my mind but what better way to get through it than to write about it for express it in poetry and music.

But hey on a good note…there is internet and cable in this house! After 6-7 years of not having any connection to the cable-interent world, I finally have access.

Funny though…

I only have a week left in my hometown till I move into my new apartment!

So enjoy it while it lasts.

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H

 

strawbaby

You make me better, you make it easy

before the kisses

even the voice

or thought of you

is as juicy and sweet

i sing a song for you baby

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Just let me know

It breaks me to hear how others call others

No one hardly ever asks

or even gives a second thought

i am happy when we can all be together

but the waves knock me over

till even the petty thought of acknowledgement

is past my time again

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H

Lemons

You have me so use me wisely, because most of the time I’m forgotten in the bottom

Bitter I may be and fresh, thumb my head till I shed even.

Zesting perfectly till you can taste me again.

H