#i think imma minor in entrepreneurship

[chrliebot]

i love spreadsheeting but i dont want to do meaningless work for the rest of my life...... but i cant just waste my money on an art major. and since i have to minor in something it should probably be marketing. and idk what im doing with my LIFE WHAT AM I DOING

sigh. i wish i was good enough at pottery to start a studio or small business..... i think imma work at making it a side hustle then try and expand to a full time job if its working. but being self employed is so hard and IDK IDK IDK

#im just not good enough or fast enough to live on it #though my dad and i have been talking about making ceramic bongs #since theyre pretty popular sell well theres a large market and not a lot of creators #and they go for a lot of money #i think i should stay in oregon and we do this for real #i think imma minor in entrepreneurship #BUT WE HAVE TO IMPROVE OUR SKILLS UGHHH #we need to buy a wheel so bad #throwing from home would be a whole other ball game #but man i always get too nervous to post my pottery on here idk how i would be able to sell shit #🤖

[whiskey-stone]

My ADD tells me I am interesting.

The internet, social media, new aged views, entrepreneurship - it all tells me that there are a ton of ppl out there who think, love and agree with - shit - and are interested in what I have to say. And I find that’s hard for me to comprehend, man.

That there are ppl out there who are interested in my inner workings? Okay. Cool. Sounds manic. Maybe not manic. But unorganized and chaotic. Ups and downs. Securities turned to insecurities in mere moments turned into minor obsessions. Silly things.

My psychiatrist says I have great ideas and intentions. But execution is my downfall you see.

She also told me I am to seek a therapist who specializes in eating disorders.

This is something I would like to discuss via tumblr at some point - as no one rlly looks here. So it feels like a safe place. But if any documentary has taught me anything - well imma fucking’ fool. But honestly - I know I’m a little bitch and would love if someone found my most inner thoughts thag I trusted to “ write down “ which is BS bc writing something down doesn’t hold the same fucking quality anymore but let me not get into a third sub thought bc then we are all fucked.

But forreal, my ass would secretly love if someone found my innards on “ paper “. And the internet is forever, so….

I’m told to write my thoughts down but they leave as fast as they come. And my fingers are not as swift as my thoughts. And my thoughts aren’t swift enough to keep my phone out to hit record. And I am a millennial who gets a little camera shy though I am working on this.

I need to quit smoking.

I need to call my dr about nicotine patches.

I need to call my practice to set an appt with a dermatologist because I’m rlly seeing signs of age in my face and and a few spots on my legs.

The internet told me I need a dry brush and honestly bro, every time I shower, I can rub off excess stuff/skin with my towel when I dry. Am I gross?? Is the dry brush my answer after all these years of excess after shower skin?? I’ll let you know I guess.

I need to make dentist appts for all three of us.

Did I mention I’m supposed to find a therapist? I rlly want one. They’re there to listen to my every stupid fucking thought. Most like tumblr. But with proactive, productive, thoughtful input. Ways to help me improve my life without giving me the actual answers but making me seek the right answer/path. And what’s so sick. Is that I think I can do it myself. Bc my psych says I’m on a good path. And it’s such a shame. Bc I fuck up so easily. But. I know I’m on a good path.

That’s all for now. :)

dk