Yeah, I really regret being 19 and stupid. :(

When I went off to university, I decided to major in linguistics, because I didn't realize that you could specialize in folklore, or exactly how broad the field is (I knew it was more than just stories, but only a vague idea of the definition). And then the college I went to was a hippy art school and no linguistics...but they did have Classics, and studying Greek and Latin and junk appealed to me. But I quit that school, came home, and the new uni didn't have Classics or linguistics, the anthro program seemed to be focused on archaeology and I didn't want to do that, and I wondered if maybe I shouldn't just do English since it'd maybe let me play with language and stories. That and everyone said "you read so much, you write so well, you should major in English!"

I was very seriously considering going to grad school for folklore, but I didn't see a very promising career path, except academics, with a master's in the field, and I don't want to be an academic. So I'm about to fail out of library school instead! (I'm not capable of online programs, it seems.) (Also, I was going to do a concentration in archives, because my second dream job is working in a historical archive/museum.)

Poor, poor, silly me. I am perpetually suck at making the right choices for the future.

(I also wish I could go back and get a new undergraduate degree, but that just seems like it's so unfeasible, with the money needed, and having to move to a city with a school that actually has the program. Plus, I've been at university for 8 years, I'm ready for a break.)