That's Surprising. . .

So I'm sitting here and I'm supposed to be writing my Autobiography which I'm going to need to get into the Education Program. I'm trying to figure out how to incorporate why I chose teaching into this paper, when the thought suddenly occurred to me that I don't want to be a teacher. So I sat there and I cried a little. But then I thought of way to incorporate it into it. I've just been so stressed. I mean everything has been stacking up a lot and I just don't really want to deal with anything. Not to mention I've probably been really hot and cold lately. I just don't know anymore. I really don't. I'm going to go work on this Autobiography. Two pages about myself. Only two pages. Help me Jesus?