Pulling a Home-Wrecker

So, I just finished my Junior year in college. How exciting right?
Except I have never been more nervous about the following 12 months in my life. It's like climbing Mount Everest. You are just a few feet away from the top and while most people would be sprinting for the summit, you pause and think... then what? You have to climb back down and then what do you find? Sure, you can tell the locals, "hey! I just climbed that mountain!" and they just say "oh, I climb that all the time. Big whoop."

Well, crap. Now what do I do. Climbing this mountain isn't going to do anything for me unless I can do something awesome with it like write a book or have a movie made about me.



I guess my biggest concern is that no one is going to be interested in what I have to offer the world. Of course this is a concern for all college grads and those looking at that abyss known as "life". But how do we cope knowing that we have no idea what to do next?
Well, there is the standard college fall back plan... get really drunk and play video games while trying to avoid all your work. Or you can find whatever it is that you are passionate about and plunge head-first into it!
I never was good at video games... or being drunk. I always got confused with both.
What are my plans, then, you ask? Well, I know what would happen ideally. I would graduate college, have a book finished by that time and submitted to publishers so that literally the day I get my diploma I also get a signed contract with a publishing company for a book that they are sure is going to sell millions of copies.

lets be real here. that's not going to happen.

So what is my back-up plan? Children. And I don't mean pulling a home-wrecker: find some decently attractive rich guy and use whatever small seduction powers I have to get knocked up and then demand child-support. I mean I want to work with kids. I don't care if I live in a crappy apartment or in my parents house as long as I get to work with them and run around and play all day! That is my dream that comes after my other dream! And if I don't ever sell a single copy of my novel or meet a rich guy who will feed me even without the kid, I think I will be alright knowing I never stopped chasing my dreams.

And that, is what will get me through the next year.