Who knew my English degree would be next to useless? Oh, I did.
I came into Virginia Tech as a Psychology major–my goal was to be a Sports Psychologist. [Enter: pause for laughter]. I seriously have no clue where that dream came from…maybe my past in sports/sitting the bench in games in which we were up by 40. I just knew other semi-athletes needed some inspirations.
However, after a couple of weeks as a Psych major, I realized that I was part of the College of Science. I don’t know why I didn’t realize that when I was enrolled in 2 science courses, a lab, and had to sit through Science Orientation. I don’t know, people–stop judging my ignorance. I loathe science, so that was that for Holly as a Sports Psychologist. [PS are there really Sports Psychologists? Did I just make that up?]
I’ve always loved to read, and, as you can see from my last post, I am thoroughly skilled in writing (ha), so I decided to become an English major. Originally, I wanted to teach high school English to inner city high school kids (yeah, like Hilary Swank in “Freedom Writers.” Still a dream). But then I got to senior year, got senioritis, and didn’t want to go back to school. I also realized I could work with the underprivileged in other aspects, so I am holding back on the teaching dream.
All that to say, I am unemployed.
However, I went through some MAJOR phases throughout my childhood. These were just a few of my previous dreams:
- president of the USA (move over Obama)
- inventor (Once, I tried to patent a device that squeezed the juice out of a tuna can. Wow I wish I was kidding.)
- coach of a college team (Didn’t care what sport, I just thought it’d be cool.)
I should have stuck with the Tuna Can Squeezer. Why did I not listen to seven-year old Holly?! I’d be sleeping amongst dollar bills.
I’m grateful that the Lord has a lot of patience with me and super grateful that He has a perfect plan for my future. 🙂