Not so Fun

Is anyone else at the point where they have breakdowns all the time? Here I am, Senior year of college and I have no idea what I want to do with the rest of my life. There, I said it. And I am scared to publish this. I have told people that I am uneasy with the idea of teaching. But if you know me, I have always wanted to be a teacher.

I feel like I am lying everytime I talk about being a teacher in class. I used to get so excited when we watched videos of classrooms. Now I dread the idea of molding 22 minds everyday. Maybe I am just overwhelmed by school. I have been doing non stop school since I started.

I know that God is in control but right now I just feel so helpless. I have been so sure of what I wanted to do since I could remember. I would graduate from college, get married, and become a teacher. Well I am so excited about two out of the three, but I don't want just an MRS degree.

I know God has a plan for all of this. I know He is going to provide for me. He has never let me down before. Maybe I will get my excitement for teaching back once I student teach. Maybe I won't. I wish I could say "Oh well, God will provide something" and start whistling along the path.

This blog isn't about getting attention. In fact I wouldn't really care if anyone read this one. I just needed to say it out loud. Honestly I am just terrified for life outside of school. I am a really good student. Now I won't be a student anymore?

Aaron keeps telling me that my identity is not about what job I have. I am trying really hard to accept that fact.

As a Christian, I understand that my identity is in Christ. It is just really hard to fully accept that.

I just wish this feeling of uneasiness will go away.

Put the Camera Down!

It seems lately that anyone who can afford a camera insists that they are a photographer. *Disclaimer, this blog is not talking about anyone I know, so if you are a photographer or like taking pictures please do not take offense. This blog is mainly focusing on people who have no artistic ability whatsoever.

Today I am featuring a website called youarenotaphotographer.com. These are some of my favorites.

What kind of sick experiments are the government running now?

That's right, let's only remember the baby for his slobber.

This is a deleted scene from Escape to Witch Mountain

That's right folks, a rare baby picture of Pocahontas' grandma.

I guess you can call this a "shotgun wedding"; or a case of wife or death; or To some marriage is a word, to others-a sentence.

Obviously the rose represents a deep-seated love between two chairs.

Believe it or not, this is an ad for a photography company...


And finally, this blog would not do bad photography justice without some pregnancy photos:

It is very admirable of this woman to love this man even though he is a only a pair of arms.