By looking at the archives, you may notice that I have recently spent three years working in a bank and in a fast food establishment. (McDonalds, if you’re wondering. They’re good to their employees. (And no, due to corporate advertising policy I can’t tell you what bank I worked for.)) That was a good three years! I worked with a lot of good people, and I had lots of time to purse my passions that work well when self-directed, such as writing. I learned a ton.
And now, since September of 2011, I am engaged in wracking up debt by going to school again. I am currently a student at Saint Stephen’s University, a wonderful liberal arts college (you should apply), and I am enjoying it very much. The degree I’m taking includes two terms abroad, one in South East Asia and one in Europe, which fills me with both excitement and terror. (On the terror side, we have to do most of a term’s worth of work in the three weeks before we go, and also I am not always good communicating with people I don’t know. On the excitement side, international travel oh my gosh.)
I consider myself extremely lucky to be able to spend my time learning wild abstract things, and to have part of my JOB be to read poetry and the news. The debt isn’t so fun, and neither is the complete panic about getting things done in time, but I am just so privileged to be able to go to this crazy wonderful school and study. (And argue, and discuss, and read, and discuss more…)