I'm dedicating my tumblr to Disney/Pixar's Brave and I have no regrets : ) there may also be some Harry Potter thorwn in there but for more HP stuff, follow me on twitter (I have the same user name on there)
So, I’ve been in college for a semester now, and I’ve had an eye opener… People always say that if you’re doing what you love, you don’t work a day in your life. I never really paid attention to those words because I always thought I was headed to do what I thought I loved, but after having taken some classes and getting a sneak-peak of what I’m about to get into, I’m not sure I’m still aiming to do what I love.
I’m an early childhood education major at the moment and I chose that when I applied for college because my mom is a teacher and I thought “well, if I get stuck, she can give me guidance,” and it’s true, she will be able to do that. However, I feel like I’m going to hate myself if I keep going down this path just because my mom did. Do I really want to be a teacher? No. I don’t think I do. It’s a great profession, I just don’t think it’s for me.
My dad is a budget analyst, so the next option that pops into my head is to major in accounting so I could have some guidance there. However, I hate math. I took calculus in high school and I think it ruined my enjoyment of math and numbers and all that sort of thing. So, why should I even consider going down that path?
Then I thought, my life isn’t about what my parents do, it’s about what I want to do. So I asked myself “What do I want to do that will fulfil me and make me happy?” I thought about the things in life I enjoy. I love reading books and watching movies. Who doesn’t, right? They’re entertaining! I thought about it though… As much fun as it would be to work on movie sets, I don’t see myself spending the rest of my days doing anything with movies (aside from watching them).
My other major interest: books! I love reading books! It’s like watching a movie in your head! And you get to direct the whole thing and make it look how you want it to look. When I was little, I really wanted to be an author. I’m not sure what really made me going in any other direction other than the fact that, to be an author and actually make a living, you’ve got to be a good writer. I may not be a good creative writer now, but who’s to say that I can’t strive to be there eventually? It may take more time than I would like, but why not? I think, for once, I’m going to take a leap of faith. I want to do what I love so I don’t have to work a day in my life. I don’t want to feel like I’m stuck in something while I’m still able to get out.
My whole point is this: you don’t have to live up to anyone’s expectations but your own. Your own judgements of yourself are what matter the most and if you’re not happy with yourself, you’re the one who has to live with it day after day.
"Yes, it’s only in my dreams. But they say if you dream a thing more than once, it’s sure to come true, and I’ve seen him so many times."
i fucking hate how nervous people make me like i can’t even walk down the road without feeling judged and that is just ridiculous
I wonder if many other people listen to music and imagine intense, dramatic, emotional movielike scenes with their favorite characters, or if I just have too much time on my hands
imagine spending christmas with your internet friends
giving each other horribly shitty joke gifts
decorating the christmas tree with fictional character printouts and tampons
the house is covered in tinsel and partially-melted christmas knick-knacks you found at a yard sale
music playing in the background
a huge christmas feast except you managed to burn the main course so you ordered pizza instead
everyone has to wear an ugly sweater