My very first blog. Not very sure what to say. I hesitated at creating a weblog because I didn't feel like I wanted, in a sense, my diary to be public. And while I still don't want all of my thoughts and wishes to be public (I'm still keeping my hand-written journal notebook), there are many things about my life that I would like to be public, or at least public to the people I know, like my current friends, old friends from Caltech and Prospect, and my family. Lately I've been thinking about sending out a weekly broadcast email about my life to the people I know, but I think this will be better. People can come read if they want, and won't be bothered if they don't care about my life. (And I get a record of the ongoing saga of my life, which will be nice to look back on, and I also get the chance to write more, which I've been wanting to do for a while.)
I'm in the middle of looking through the classifieds in the Union Tribune. (Despite the fact that I'll going to school full-time and teaching dance in the fall, I still look through the help wanted ads every now and then, just to see if there's anything interesting). I always see so many jobs that sound cool. Even though I finally think that I know "what I want to be when I grow up" (an educational software designer), I know that it will only be one of many careers/jobs for me. In looking at the classifieds, sometimes I wonder if I should go into a medical area; there are always so many openings for dental assistants, and medical assistants, and nurses, and nursing assistants. Eh, I don't think I could handle the blood and guts. I'll help people in other non-invasive ways, like teaching and psychology. :-)