The year of limbo

So, this year was the year I'm supposed to graduate. That didn't happen. Not entirely my fault. A few years ago I went for an advising session to see if my life was still on the track I put it on. They told me if I took Course A it would replace Course C, since all my slots for Section A courses were filled and Course A and C are related somehow. Two years later and it turns out they were wrong. I'm still missing Course C and need to do it. I'm like a perpetual late bloomer or something. Always getting into things later than everybody else.

It's been a mixed blessing. I'm doing other courses that give me more speciality in my major and a shot at an internship. It's definately a better situation than sitting at home, receiving the occasional interview, and getting subtle hints from my parents to move out as fast as possible.

Compared to other people I feel as though I'm not prepared for life. Others seem to have a back up plan for when the first falls through. And then a back up plan for that.

Need a job right now. Anything that pays money. Save up something for whatever down the road.

Apparently I'm good at following recipes, so I guess I'll make a hobby out of modifying them and see how they taste.