Still looking at the three sides of the bill. . .
I suddenly found myself trying to write. I usually wrote when I felt the need to, but that was then. I think I have mellowed, it must be life, it must be change, it must be me, hoho. It’s been a few months since I resigned from work, I am thinking of studying again after dropping out of college a few times. I thought i’d get a degree first before actually proceeding with what I want to do with my life. Since I have already wasted [instead my age number here] years of my life, what’s another 4 to 7 years? Right?
I thought i’d be a businessman, or maybe a teacher. Or maybe a priest, but knowing a bit of myself, I wouldn’t preach what I can’t do/teach/follow so I think it’s best that I don’t try to be one.
If I become a businessman, I may be set for life, since i’m really good at business - especially monkey business. I could probably make a fortune. I would have money.
But I am thinking of becoming a teacher, a kindergarten teacher to be specific. I think it’s one of the noblest job around. I would like to teach people at a crucial point in their lives, when they are still not fully ‘disillusioned’ of the world they’re in. When nothing is impossible and dreams are abundant. When it is easy to convince them that life is beautiful, and living is a beautiful thing. I would have love.
I figured that i’d have both love and money so i’m looking to become a kindergarten teacher with monkey businesses. If only I could push through with what I want. My life would be heaven. Tsk.