Jun 05, 2008 05:36
Ten years from now, I’ll be 25 years old. That’s probably one of the only things I’m sure of at this point in my life. From what I have heard, a college degree isn’t good enough these days for a good job so I’m thinking about going to law school. My dad is a lawyer and I think it’s very stressful for him. He’s only in his forties and he talks to himself an awful lot. I don’t know if this is just him or the profession as a whole being overwhelming.
If I do successfully complete law school and the bar exam, I’ll probably be working for a more experienced lawyer to get my feet wet. My ultimate goal in life, pertaining to my profession, is to own my own business.
Family wise, if I’m married by 25, its probably because I met her in college. I’m not looking forward to marrying a Benet girl, and if I don’t find a girl in college I’ll probably be too lazy to go looking. If, though, I am married, I wouldn’t rule out kids being on the way. I don’t like spoiled kids and bratty kids, but if I do have kids I’m going to be sure they’re not that way.
I was sifting through my desk at home the other day, and amidst the high school dance pictures and M-80's I found a stack of one page English assignments from freshman year of high school. This one caught my eye, and it floors me how fucking dead nuts it is with my life at this point. I should have been betting ponies or trading wheat futures on my lunch break.
College degree = lame job? Check. Law school? Check. Trying to start my own company? Check. Babe-less due to apathy? Check.
If I met up with my 15 year old self today, he'd probably give me a slap on the tush and tell me to keep up the good work. He'd probably also ask me to get him the fuck out of high school, or at least buy him some beer. I'd probably tell him to smoke more weed, listen to more Wu-Tang, and....well, I'd tell him a lot of things........