I don't know what I want to be when I "grow up."
My mom was talking about how I have to pick a major soon. But I don't have anything in mind.
I don't want to be in a cubicle all day.
I want to talk to people.
I want to love my job.
I want to be outside often.
I don't want my glasses to grow thicker because of my job.
But then I want to have enough money to live and give comfortably.
I want to be with other people.
I want to do something that requires passion.
I want to do something that will definitely help people.
And I want to do something that will let me travel the world once in a while.
I want to combat sex trafficking.
I want to document things.
But then I want to create great things like great filmmakers.
I want to be on the streets of Aleppo taking photos, but I'm afraid of death. What if I die at 24 when I'm taking photos in a war zone? I don't actually want to die. But I don't want to live safely either.
I don't know!!!!
garlic
I TOTALLY UNDERSTAND YOU. My dad has also told me that it's important to choose something that you love to do because, well obviously, you're going to spend a lot of time working. I think I want to be a doctor. I honestly don't know. I want to work with pregnant people who are in one of the most special times of the lives. But I also want to write, even though I'm not good at it. I want to do something I love so much that I won't even think of it as work. Ya know? I want to be a journalist but I think I would just end up homeless. I think I want to minor in journalism/communication (wat is that even idk LOL) or rhetoric/lit. Basically the useless stuff...
ReplyDeleteI want to go to Africa and volunteer and make people happy there.
But I also don't want to get killed.
Or get malaria and die.
I really want to help people though but I also want to be rich
Ya feel me?
-grass