Thursday, October 15, 2009

Olivia Mendonca, Blog #1: What color is Your Parachute?

When I was growing up, I wanted to be an astronaut. More than anything else. I literally could not comprehend the idea that there were people who didn't want to be one. I wasn't a stupid kid, I should have realized that the world just wouldn't work right if everybody had the same job. I mean, imagine trying to find a parking space when six billion people show up for work in the morning. That would just be silly. I should have caught that one, even at age six.

However, there was one profession that did give being an astronaut a run for its money: Jedi Knight. I had a lightsaber and everything. I would get dressed all in black and go in the backyard to practice my “moves”. Mostly I just ended up whacking myself in the head with the lightsaber. I quickly discovered that that wasn't going to work, either. There's just not as big a job market for those with force-wielding skills as there used to be.

The thing is, even if my past career ambitions weren't very realistic, at least I knew what the hell I wanted. Now I'm just wandering through life with no real idea of what to do next. It's just a bit worrying to be accumulating thousands and thousands of dollars in debt that I'll have to pay off doing “I don't know what”. Unfortunately, no one is going to pay me money as a reward for simply not dying.

In high school, I had a few friends who already knew exactly what they wanted to do. Of course my first impulse was to scream in their face, “YOU LIE!” I wasn't convinced that they could possibly be that sure. It just isn't normal. I was secretly hoping that they would all fail miserably and live sad, empty lives. Or that at least they would end up changing their major.

I'll probably figure something out soon, but I'm just a bit impatient. It would be nice to have a clear plan, but why not enjoy the feeling of having endless possibilities? I guess the real reason I'm writing all this is that I don't want anybody to be surprised when they see me fifty years from now wandering around downtown in a Jedi costume.

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