A man on a mission, the sun rising before him and the darkness collapsing behind him

Sunday, June 24, 2012

I Don't Have To Be a Millionaire To Be Happy

Now that I'm going off to college in a year, my parents are getting real sensitive about my choices of which course to take. I remember when I'd come up with the most outrageous things they wanted to be when I grew up and they'd just laugh, but now when I say something more realistic but still a little crazy, they'd go off. They want me to take a course that'll make a lot of money, a career that'll make me rich and happy. But I don't need all that. I'd rather get by and love what I do rather than have a 6-digit salary and regret my whole life not taking a chance on doing what I'm passionate about. I know that they're only looking out for me, but this is the only way I'm ever going to be completely happy is to take this chance. If it doesn't  work out, oh well, and I'd rather have life full of "oh wells" than "what ifs." Even if I fail, I have enough faith that the big guy upstairs won't let me hit rock bottom, and even give me the strength to get up and keep trying.

I wanna major in Video Game Design and pursue a career as a video game designer. I not only love playing video games, but love the creativity and story behind each game. I can be a very creative guy, and creating and designing video games would be a dream come true, but its a big risk. The job hunt is extremely competitive, and my parents want to have a lot of job security. The pay is good - just under 100K per year, and more than that if you can rack up some experience - but there isn't a lot of job security (it is recession-proof, however). You could lose your job if the company you're working for thought they didn't need you, but I love the industry and what they do. So yeah, I'm willing to risk it, because I'd love my job. I wouldn't have to work a day in my life if I loved what I do, and my parents don't understand. They're basically the only thing in the way from doing what I wanna do, which sucks cuz they're my parents. I'd be happy to have this career even if it doesn't make me a millionaire that can buy all the material things I desire. I would just be happy, and in this day and age, people are too blind to see how to get to that.

Saturday, June 23, 2012

The Good Guy Problem

I hear it all the time, I can't stand it!

"Where are all the good guys at?" We're in your friend zone, that's where were at! Girls take nice guys for granted and place them as friends, but when they're looking for people to date, they don't even look in their circle of friends.

We, as gentlemen, would actually need to be friends with girls first before we try to make a move,  but the girls take it the wrong way and think all we're trying to be is friends. No, we're not trying to score, we're trying to date somebody we know and love. And then you fall for the douchebag that knows how to act like he's the greatest boyfriend in the world, but the second you leave, he's back to being a jerk, usually talking about how he'd tap you, but you never see it -_- I know, if I want to change this, I need to do something about it myself, but guess what? I'm stuck in the friend-zone... no, I didn't post this cuz I just got friend-zoned; I've been friend-zoned multiple times, as with millions of other gentlemen, and I'm trying to bring it to every girls attention that some of the best guys they're desperately searching for are their best friends.

The Move

Well, the dread day of my existence has finally arrived: I moved to California. Its as bad as i thought it was gonna be, not that this place was gonna be terrible, but that I was gonna miss everyone I loved back in Lumberton. My parents have no idea how close I was with my friends over there and how much I valued them being a part of my life. They didn't know that I'd have rather spent time with my friends than be with them, or how much I enjoyed hanging out with them than my parents; they had no idea how much I loved them. I just can't believe it's over, one year short.

Oh, what I would've done to get one more year with them. One more year to laugh with them, one more year to smile with them, one more year to have fun... with them. But my parents are blind to that. They think are friends are like toys, once you lose some, you can always get more. Friendship isn't like that - yes I'll probably lose most of them after high school, but they could've just left it that way. After high school. One more year. A year to say goodbye properly, to go our separate ways like I had planned. But again, my parents are blind to that. How they see life is different from how I see it: to benefit yourself at all cost, to make as much money so you can be happy; that's what they see, and that's what they want for me. My happiness comes from my relationship with other people and if I enjoy the life I'm living. All the other things don't matter - money, luxury, material items - I won't care about all that if I'm happy with my life. I know I have the ability to choose whatever I want for my life and not follow what my parents want for me, but I had to make a sacrifice I didn't wanna make for opportunities I didn't necessarily want - not right now anyway.

You can call me a dumbass if you want for wanting trade in a better opportunity for high school friends, but I told you, all I wanted was one more year, and making me sacrifice this much when I didn't even have a say in it goes against everything a parent should stand for. This move affects me the most no matter what anybody else says - one year of high school left, and a college choice that's gonna affect my entire life - and I had no input into it. Don't get me wrong, I don't hate my parents - I just hate their decision. They weren't thinking about me when they made their choice, they were thinking about my future. That's all they think about, and they miss what's going on with me even when it happens right in front of them. Their vision of my future is a complete waste if they can't even see what I have right now, and with this decision, they missed it big time.