Mom took me to Costco today and she bought me groceries. Not something done all the time, and i like doing my own shopping. Im getting on the broke side so i really appreciated not having to think about it. I feel healthy. All my laundry is did. I have clean underwear to attack 7 days in a very important week. When I talk about the real world, I always reference the past and real stories of real fathers hustling for their families on an hourly wage. I have come to see people develop their ideal work ethic at the wrong time in their lives. I sit here at my computer with just 12 units to attack. I never wanted to be a kid without a Job. I haven't seen it since being 2 years removed from middle school and kicked off the basketball team a lazy athlete.
My youngest brother breaths determination. He is determined to dunk before I do and defy genetics as he stands about 5'8 or 9. He starts his new job on roller skates at Sonic this week. I knew he could do it and i see and compare our senior years in high school. The middle one starts at the Flagship campus of the University of California tommorow with his head looking forward. Tommorow I have an important dinner event. It could land me a job post grad and moreover a relocation that I have been contemplating for a while. To say im not stressed is a lie. To say im not looking at other options is also untrue but i have to seem happy in front of one crowd and fake loyalty which is something I said I would never do. To get primal I quote Kendrick Lamar "Whats your life about enlighten me /Is you gonna live on your knees or Die on your feet?" But I have a dinner with 2 important decision makers regarding a summer internship and whats next. Also there are 2 job events this week where I will print out a resume that I can say im Proud of. It's Open Season. Its recruiting season and Im on that Victory Lap. I had an incredible experience in college and it could end in Orange County Fashion. I can't believe after all Ive did I kept a respectable (by employers) G.P.A. Its a little above 3.0, which will not get me into a Grad school of choice. I have even more plans and I will dedicate a story about myself and the drive to become a Certified Public Accountant. The meaning of that and why I can do your taxes better than anybody. I see soo much in store and i really want to take everybody with me. Lets hope I have no problems waking up tomorrow.
I dont believe in yesterday as this is my last opportunity at this University to blast off.
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