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I need a job

How is it that I paid all this money for an education and I still don´t really know what I want to do. I have been searching online for jobs all afternoon and I found one that maybe would be cool. It is with a missions organization (sorry mom) and I would be stationed in Argentina to receive short term missions groups, orientate them and help lead the mission. I think it would be cool because I could be doing both the administrative leadership work and the real working with street children work, all in one job. Plus, I would get to use my English AND Spanish. Who knows though... who knows.

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Anonymous said…
Don't forget you will need to actually make enough money to live on at some point! We love you very much, but at some point you need to become financially self-sufficient. A real solution you might consider is getting a regular job that pays a living wage, and then volunteering your services and time to the groups you believe in. You won't always be 20-something, and having real skills that can support you (and the children you plan to have eventually) is a very good thing.

You know who!
Anonymous said…
Well, contrary to you know who, I am going to suggest you make a list of all the things you love to do, (brainstorm with yourself until you can't think of anything else), then go back over it and eliminate all those things that are not that passionate for you at the moment, then see if there is a common theme in what is left, and wrap your life around that. Don't fall into the trap of working at something just for the money. It will shrivel your soul.
beckalippy said…
Who wrote this last comment? "It will shrivel your soul"- what a nice touch!
And mom, I know, I know.

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