I went from being a diver to a clerk.. to a store-man for a couple of days.. to a quartermaster.. and now word is I'm going to be a medic..
In the midst of all these, I realize it's not the job that matters to me. I have put effort into every one of those jobs, but truth is I only enjoyed the part where everything was new to me.
The troubling question of what will I do after my service has always been there.. I've had many crazy ideas, non that I would actually tell my parents about. I once picked up the back of a book about a girl who tried 40 entirely different jobs and thought to myself thats the kind of person I can see myself being.. but it just isn't feasible.. least it don't seem in this country..
and I think that was the reason why I took up multi-media.. It wasn't about the media, it was the multi.. though I always thought media work to be cool, well guess what.. I thought architecture was too, I thought environmental engineering was cool too.. so is civil.. or being an inventor..
after all I still don't know what I would do.. but whatever it is, the dream is to able to walk into my workplace everyday faced with something new.. exciting. someday......
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