shitposting

I was told that once I became an adult I’d have the freedom to do whatever I wanted. Looks like that wasn’t true. My mom went about it in a less than comforting way for a child but I’m grateful she was realistic with me at the time; “you can be an artist or musician as a hobby but you need a stable career to survive.” I’m taking some liberties here as it was over a decade ago but she was right. She nurtured my creative side but always pushed me away from pursuing it career wise as she knew I’d suffer way more as an artist than as a doctor or coroner. Now I’m 24 back^1^ in university trying to complete my undergrad expeditiously while surviving on AISH and trying to nurture my inner child.

1. I dropped out my fist time at 18 going on 19 because the university I chose low key sucked for undergrads (stupidly large classes and campus, plus it was way more demanding in breadth requirements and tuition), but my current one is better. After getting my bachelors I’ll have to go back to the previous university to get my PhD. Im just trying to get through school as quickly and efficiently as possible.