Tuesday, January 11, 2011

oh the future....

at Tuesday, January 11, 2011
Ladies and Gents, you should be delighted to know that I returned my running shoes and got new ones. It might not be monumental in your life, but it sure as heck is in mine. The new shoes come after a month or so of my complaining that I need new ones because my old ones were falling apart, I just never got around to getting them. As predicted, my mom did tell me it was my fault because I didn't try them on...it was a hilarious moment in my day yesterday.

While I was running this morning, I got to thinking about my future. I'm in my second year of college and the time is whizzing past me faster than Lindsey Lohan's rehab stint. What do I want to do? Where do I want to live? All these monumental questions that a college student inevitably asks themselves have started to rain down on me.

My ultimate goal is to be a book editor. I've loved books for my whole life it seems and I've known that I want to be involved with them for years now. As I'm edging closer and closer to that final descent in my college career, I've started to think about how I'm going to start a career in that industry. It's starting to cause me to have a minor panic attack, that which is probably equivalent to one that the captain of the titanic or the Hindenburg had. I've been thinking that I may want to become a high school English teacher or history teacher. However, that may be a problem because children/ teenagers and I are like oil and water...

If I could pick any career in the world, I would probably have to say that I would die to work at the Smithsonian in D.C. I LOVE history and would want to be a document specialist for them.

My love of history and the fact that I would love to be a curator worries my mother I think. When I told her I was considering getting my masters in Library Sciences, my mom expressed her concerns for my...marital future, while my dad sent me a youtube video (a scene from The Music Man, "Marianne the Librarian). This is the monumental difference between my parents, my mom worries and my dad jokes.

So dear readers, this post was a little less light hearted than some of my others, but something that has been laying heavily on my heart lately.

Take time today to think about your future. What will you do to obtain your dreams?

1 comments:

Anonymous said...

Teens can be so difficult to be around. I could never do it on a full time, every day of the week basis, so at least you recognize that about yourself.

Love the idea of working at the Smithsonian. We lived in Maryland a few years back and made it to D.C. often... I loved D.C... still do. It would be such a great place to live and be amongst all of the history makers.

Di

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