Something I learned!

I was talking with my parents this weekend about what I plan on doing with myself for, well, ever. We talked a lot about what I wanted and how I'm going to go and get it. This is all well and good, but they don't know my master plan: win the fucking lottery. It's simple and clean, and I'm sticking to it. Aside from that though, I figure I should have a backup that I'll hopefully never have to utilize. I'm not actually going to talk about my plan, or anyone's plan, or if any of us even have a plan. No, today I talk about what we do with our lives. Not in the sense of a career, but what we do that we really and truly give a damn about.

I think back to what my dad said to me the other day, "Joe, you've screwed up a lot." Well, that wasn't it exactly. Actually, not at all. But I think it led into something like this, "I just want to see you do something with some passion for once in your life. Try putting your whole heart into something, and give a shit how it turns out. Stop playing it safe." I thought an awful lot about this. Up until this point, I had just assumed that everyone around me just wants to see me get a job after school and make money. "Be happy" as they love to put it. I guess I'd really associated money with happiness up until this point in my life. I still do really, but I'm beginning to think that maybe there's an ounce more to it than that. Probably not, but if I say that, then this writing really has no moral fiber, so for now let's assume I'm not completely materialistic.

I see too many of my friends and family putting an awful lot of weight into their future career, especially since many of them are on the verge of finishing school and moving on. This has always seemed rather silly to me. I'm concerned about how I'm going to feed myself in the coming 20 years of my life (if I'm not dead by 40, I consider myself a failure), but not to the point that I'm second guessing my purpose in life. I think more people should be less concerned with putting bread on the table, and more so with personally fulfilling themselves. If you think you have a rewarding job, good for you! You're probably wrong, but you just keep thinking that. Lord knows you were put here to shovel burgers into an obese society's collective mouths.

I'm gonna close up shop here for the night, not because I'm done ranting and whatnot, but mostly because I'm fucking tired. Anyway, I guess I'll sum things up for the mostly illiterate and incompetent. Go live your life for something more than just the things in it. Put some passion in your life, and give a shit. I plan on it, and I do hope it shows in the future.

Also... go fuck yourself.