I pride myself in being myself. I take pride in the fact that I’m going against the persian grain (which, I’ve realized, is the status quo grain ) of becoming a doctor, lawyer, businessman, whatever, of working towards something that you may not want/enjoy but feel like you should aim for it anyway because you’re scared you’ll be miserable without it. Of course, this means money. and that’s all it seems to mean.(DISCLAIMER: it is a completely different story if you genuinely enjoy doing /studying for any of the above mentioned professions, so ignore my cynicsim if that is your case. If that is not your case, please do take note of my cynicism)
I’m stupid, naive, foolish. yeah ok sure. I’m lucky enough to have parents who are able to support me (financially and ideologically), and as long as I’m able to make enough money to live (eat, sleep, repeat) and continue to do what I want/love/like to do (and occasionally travel to do it as well), then what more can I ask for?
I can’t think too far in the future. I’ve proven myself to be very fickle, so planning always leads to 30 other side streets and intersections. Again, call me naive. I’ve never held a job or an internship, and it’s not a measure of anxiety if I don’t get one soon either.
For a while now I thought music supervision/music video production was the general direction I wanted to go towards (not that I was actually going towards it, but that I wanted to be), but after 3 weeks in Beijing, I’m positively sure about it now: I want to live abroad. Sure, I might come up with a different plan once again by the time i have to seriously think about postgrad, but right now that’s where my head’s at. Which leads me to reevaluating what I want to do with my life. And, SUE ME, but I realized I can do anything I want to do. I can teach english and coach preschool basketball in Spain. I can be a freelance wedding photographer in Shanghai. I can work for a fashion magazine in Brazil. Or (my favorite) I can produce unknown musicians (Tyler Ward-style) from anywhere around the world.
If it was fall 2013 right now, and I’d be in the process of applying for jobs, I wouldn’t apply in the states.
Again, this is me talking now, I’m deifnitely going to be a different person in 2 years (we are all going to be), and I can’t plan, but I can hope, and I can go get it.
Anything is possible if you just believe. FALSE.
Anything is possible if you believe hard enough to get off your butt and go get it.
I realized that freshman year at USC. one day I thought to myself, “And now I’m just waiting for something to happen.” WHAT. WAIT. NO. Unacceptable.
That’s all just my 2 cents, i guess.