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Feb 25, 2008 21:48

"I wanna go to Medical School to be an anesthesiologist"

"That's all well and good, but you have to be realistic"

"What do you mean?"

"We're too poor, I'd rather see you go to film school. At least we could pay for it. I know you're fucking brilliant and can handle it, I just don't want you to get a degree you can't pay for."

Shouldn't this conversation be the other way around minus the money factor? I swear my Father wants me to fail at life. Financial aid, grants, maybe even scholarships.

I honestly haven't the foggiest idea as to what I wanna do outside of medical school. Film school is so unrealistic it's ridiculous. Yet he tells me he'd prefer that I do that. Parents make no sense.

But scheduling for next year is starting and it looks like I'm taking AP English and AP European History, then Honors Chemistry, Honors Integrated Math 3, and Honors German 4. Woo! Junior Year is gonna be the time of my life! That's a lie. I'm probably gonna die.

I dunno what I'm taking for my other electives, but I think I'm gonna take another film class, and maybe advanced Photography. Definitely taking Digital Imaging and Internet/Web Design. Maybe Computer Science. I really just dunno.

My future freaks me the fuck out and everyone around me is not making it any better.

But what the heck, I'm seeing Mayday Parade on Sunday, which is good. I love them  so. Then All Time Low on May 1st, but that's pretty much all I've got lined up.

Auf Wiedersehen!

angst, school, concerts

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