What do I want to be when I grow up? Monolouge
nk139708 on Oct 17th 2012
They always ask “What do you want to do when you grow up?” “What do you want to do for the REST for your life?”
What do I want to be?
How am I supposed to know?! I’m only 18. For the past 18 years, the only things drilled into me were calculus, chemistry, the French Revolution and why Jane Doe’s shirt was blue in that book that put me sleep. All because one day, I’ll need to know how to find the integral of ln of x in order to save the world from nuclear destruction. Not!
How am I supposed to have the rest of my life figured out? Sometimes, I want to be a plumber. Then, the next day, I want to be a rock star, but the fact that I’m musically inept might cause a problem. Yesterday, I wanted to be a CEO and today I want to be a baker. I’d go broke from eating my own cookies though. Tomorrow, who knows what I’ll want to be. I definitely don’t want to be a doctor. Needles and pain freak me out. Nor do I want to spend the rest of my life going to school and paying off loans. I don’t want to be the president, not a lawyer, not an accountant and definitely not a teacher! Maybe, I’ll be a flight attendant. Travel the world and meet cool people. Wait! I think I might be too short to be a flight attendant! Ugh! How about a waitress, maybe a carpenter? Maybe I can be the next Trump and be a real estate tycoon and have like a lot of hotels. The Naomi Inn or the Kudaka Hotel. Has a nice ring to it, doesn’t it.
I haven’t made up my mind. Watch me change my major a gazillion times and never graduate. I mean, how am I supposed to know? Maybe, I’ll be a bum and free load off my parents for the next fifty years or so. Home cooked meals, shelter, no bills. Sounds like a plan. Kind of.No…
Sometimes, they’ll try to help. They’ll ask, “What do you like to do?” I don’t know. What every other 18 year old likes to do: eat, sleep, hang with friends and go on the internet. Find me a job that pays well where all I have to do is eat, sleep and have fun and I’ll be one happy camper. Till then, I’m looking forward to years of changing my major and never being certain of what I want to do for the rest of my life…
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