Me, me, me!
“Every great dream begins with a dreamer. Always remember, you have within you the strength, the patience, and the passion to reach for the stars to change the world.” –Harriet Tubman
I wish my college diploma came with a warning: “Congratulations on graduating. Time to freak out and figure what the hell to do with your life.”
Actually, I already know what I want to do with my life. To be a successful music video director. Music is my life and I couldn’t be more happy being a music video director.
Yeah, yeah I still manage to be stressing a lot lately. Though, I have to point that out that I have keep reminding myself that during my what-am-I-suppose-to-do-with-my-life freak outs.
Yesterday I read a post from another blogger who brought up a great point.
I’m 22 years old. I have no obligations to anyone besides myself. Therefore I plan on taking full advantage that. I’m going to travel as much as I possible can. That’s awesome! First stop, South Korea.
But before I take a dive into a new career, I thought maybe I could see if I still had any thoughts on moving to New York City still swirling around in my head (like I had planned for the past year)… by watching Gossip Girl. I know, I know. That’s not a realistic image of what it would be like to live in NYC, but it’s better than the reality of what I would have to live before getting a really good, high-paying job.
Gossip Girl fictional life:
- Live in a swanky apartment.
- Have the best wardrobe ever!
- Have lots of money without working.
- Have friends who will always be there for you, but will also sleep with your ex-boyfriend.
- I would be working like three jobs so I can pay my rent.
- Working as a PA (production assistant) on sets, not really working on music videos.
- I don’t know that many people who live there, which is actually good. Meeting new people yay!
- I don’t have a wardrobe that awesome.
Besides the fact that I would love to make out with Chace Crawford, Ed Westick, or Penn Badgley in a heartbeat, I don’t exactly want to jump on the moving-to-NYC bandwagon anymore.
But I’m still terrified about starting my career no matter what it is. I need a guide or something.
And the worst possible thing about moving is that I don’t have the support I hoped for. It’s definitely a pretty unpleasant
experience for people I’m close with (friends or family) not all taking me serious and just assume that I’m having a
Then again…who cares? Who cares if I have to get “permission” from everyone? I don’t anymore. I just want a little moral support, but lately it feels like it’s just me, myself, and I. momentarily lack of judgement. That’s probably causing most of my stress lately.
Sure I don’t know if and how I can get where I plan to be this year, but why do people feel the need doubt my capabilities? Frankly, I’m sick of it.
I need a little inspiration.
I want to take a risk.
I want to be “allowed” to make a mistake for once without judgement or ridicule.
To all those morons who think I’m weak:
Suck it and let me do what I want to do for once!
I no longer need your approval or want to hear what you think I should be doing.
I’ve already decided what I want to do, so jump on the bandwagon…or I’ll leave you behind.
If you are stuck in a similar situation, I give you (and me) a bit of inspiration for today. Thanks Florence & the Machine.