Thursday, February 26, 2004

   Thoughts of My Future: Which Direction Shall I Take?
A few weeks ago I had this project which was to research the career I would like to pursue. I was to do a research paper and a couple of other smaller assignments mostly for informative purposes. In the past, I wouldn’t have had any idea at all. And at the beginning of the assignment I still didn’t have a clue. I remember that, years ago (I might have been about six or seven), I said to my mother, “I want to be an artist when I grow up!” Her reply went something like, “Oh no, honey! You don’t want to wind up a starving artist! How about a doctor?” At that time, I didn’t know too much about careers so I really didn’t see any difference between an artist and a doctor, except what at the time seemed obvious. Meaning that I knew a doctor made more than an artist, but being an artist seemed much more fun. But really, either way it didn’t matter because I didn’t understand well enough in depth what any particular career required so anything I may have said didn’t have much truth behind it.
For example, the reason I at first said an artist was due to the fact that I loved to draw and paint. And the reason why after my mother made the “starving artist” remark that I started to say, whenever someone asked me, that I wanted to be a doctor was because I was only trying to please my parents by saying so. Even though I didn’t know it then. And I was also just trying to please myself by saying that. My parents would always say how doctors were professional and well, all the other things people say about them and even though deep down inside I hadn’t confirmed (in my seven-year-old mind) if that was what I wanted to be, I just said so anyway, just to go along with my parents happy faces and the smile that went with my reply to someone’s question about the subject. Now that is called not being true to yourself and I think it’s something that no one should let happen.

Well, I kept giving the same answer for years to the same question until one day I just decided that I really didn’t know what I wanted to do. I believe I was about eleven then and I didn’t want to keep saying what wasn’t true anymore. So from then on, whenever someone asked, I said, “I don’t know.” And tried to leave it at that. Now, of course, all of this time my parents have still continued to badger me to go into the medical field and I continued to say, “I don’t know.” While all of that badgering didn’t help me to make up my mind, my parents at least have put the idea of what I definitely should not pursue.

Getting back to my project, in my search for a career that would interest me, I chose to do either a career in Pharmacy or a career in Psychology.
Now, which do you think I chose for my project? Also, seeing as I am not done explaining, this is Part I!

About Mr. Scruff, well, I like his music, in that it’s unique in its own way, I guess and also, his songs/tracks have titles like “Chipmunk”, “Shrimp”, and “Honeydew”. Of those particular three, I like “Chipmunk" the most and it’s also one of my favorite tracks by any artist. It puts a smile on my face whenever I hear it.
Oh, and “Shrimp” sounds to me as if it could almost be a theme for a fighting game, almost. In terms of Capcom vs. SNK, anyway.

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