Career

Career choices or lack thereof stress me. The following are some visible paths, not in any particular order.

1. Law School. Some of the credited SAT => LSAT conversion formulae predict me ~174, which would place me @ the staggering top tier YHS. But I am 99% sure my indolence will get in the way of conquering that 3.9+ GPA. One pro = law schools accept students solely on numerical merits (with Y being the only exception plus maybe S). With all factored in, if I were to pursue law, I would end up at the CCN clump or maybe even MVP. Anyhow, T14 is probably a no problem & big law is most likely in reach, but various sources confirm that big law, or law in general, is a cesspool of mind-numbing bullshits. Plus, being in debt sucks cock, and that $160K a year doesn't seem to quite outweigh the cons. + it is rare to last more than five years at a given firm... Overall, law = miserable. fuck...

2. PHD => Profess like a boss. Limited slots of jobs = depressing. Being pressured to frequently publish articles and papers = miserable. BA => MA => PHD takes too long. To be fair, though, being tenured @ prestigious university is prestigious x 999. Lifestyle after being tenured = bomb. Being a professor is bomb, but the process to it is discouraging.

3. Rap. My lyricism is stellar, and I respect my "sense" and being alpha in contrast to all the amateur-like amateur beta fucks that sadly will never make it. But betas are overpopulated & dominant anywhere, so being alpha shouldn't serve as a reason for me to rhyme professionally. Con: lack of prestige among the public... & senescence comes by relatively fast; my lack of producing skills will leave me with no adequate source of income when wrinkled... T.T

4. Vet School. Again, the process. It makes good money & is prestigious, but the thought of studying science is repulsive. I like dogs & verbally communicating with patients seem to be no big deal, but am I down to spend 4-6 years studying veterinary? fuck...


conclusion:

fuck all. my future is in the clouds, but i cant imagine myself doing some prole or not-so-great shit in the future either.... my intuition foresees greatness, but who knows... but on the bright side, life is fun & funny in that it doesnt follow a pattern. maybe this is a good thing about not having a concrete dream? wow that was deep lulzy lulzy lulzy x 999