Hello, internet.
I was on a walk with Ammamay* and the Nami dog when I came across an interesting fact about myself.
I hoard knowledge. I love to learn things. I mean, the most fun I have is generally when learning things, but I don't want to do anything with that knowledge, I just want to learn stuff.
This is a bad thing, I think.
'Scholar' is no longer a proper career option and I'm not sure it ever was a career option for us nerd ladies, anyway. I don't have a bunch of brilliant ideas all of the time. I have problems with applying math to my science*. I am, quite often, an idiot.
Q:Where does this leave me?
A1:A part-time job that pays for endless tuition!
A2:TENURED PROFESSORSHIP![YEAH, RIGHT!(...idiot *facepalm*)]
A3:Doesn't matter become a librarian and work on my post-grad psychology courses while "workin' the shelves".
A4:I don't know, I'm not sure if I'll ever know. Some sort of alternative lifestyle that involves the romanticized ideal of a traveling renaissance youth, who travels and gains wisdom eternally young.**
A5:Become half of a married bank-robbing duo. Die by being shot during a car chase by the kind of gun that I, myself, use during robberies.***
The truth is-I have no idea how my life will go, or what curveballs it will throw at me(ooo, a baseball metaphor! *rolls eyes*). I don't know if everything will go according to plan. To clear things up a bit, I choose Option 3 as of this moment in time.
Here's to our bright futures!
Ag
*My dear Mother
**I'm not that clouded by my dreams, although it sounds like fun.
***Hehe.
"Oh, soon we'll be out amid the cold world's strife.
Soon we'll be sliding down the razor blade of life. "
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