Dream jobs; everyone's had one, and of course like fall and spring's fashion statement, it changes throughout your lifetime. We've all had one when we're young, and by the time you hit your teenage years it probably has changed, and by the time you graduate from high school it probably changed, and it probably changed again halfway through your sophomore year in college, I know mine did.
When I was a child up until I was a freshman in high school, I've always wanted to be a neurosurgeon. I loved the idea of getting to work on one of the most important and fascinating body part of the human being. I also loved the idea of being my own boss, controlling other people around, being the one person in the entire world that the patient right in front of you is trusting their life with, I loved the idea of being someone important to someone else. All of my friends knew I wanted to be one, they even called me Dr. Le, because at that time it was what I was destined to be. It wasn't until freshman year that I realized that biology wasn't my subject (any science subject isn't my subject), english and writing would better suit me, and the fact that I couldn't stand blood anymore.
When I graduated from high school, I was so sure that I was going to be this top business woman. I was looking foward to Spring 2010 graduated from Carlson (U of M) with a a double major in International business and entrepreneurship with a minor in psychology, fluent in Vietnamese, Chinese, and English. I would travel around to Vietnam and China doing business for a top company in the United States. That dream all went down when I figured out that economics wasn't my thing, and if I wanted to be the top person, I had to understand economics inside and out. and there definitely was no way in hell I'd understand it.
I guess you could say that I gave up on all of those dreams, but I don't think it's giving up. I just see it as, I know myself better now to know what best suits me. I honestly wouldn't like working the hours that neurosurgeons work, or the long hours on airplanes that my international business degree would have gotten me. I thought a little more about it, and honestly I would like to spend more time with my one-day-someday-family-to-be-with-mr.-perfect.
And with all of that, it has gotten me to really consider journalism, broadcast journalism, and communications. I really want to do journalism/broadcast journalism, and I absolutely have no doubts in myself no matter what I hear from people saying that it's a very competitive field, it's just that I don't know how long I'd actually stick with it. I love variety in everything that I do, from choosing an outfit to wear, to eating out, I don't like ordering just one item off the menu and sticking with it, I like ordering three or four and eating a little off of everything. So I think communications would be my best bet. It gives me the variety that I crave for.
I know that no matter what I choose to be, I will succeed in it. I could have been the neurosurgeon or the international business woman, I could actually be anything I want to be. There is nothing that anyone can do that I cannot do. I can do it just as well as they can, if not better. I might not stick to my communications plan because there are millions of occupations out there, but I know I will be on top, I hope to see you all up there with me.
"I would rather shoot for the moon and miss than aim for the gutters and make it."