I found this comic awhile ago, and actually forgot completely about it until I was cleaning out my Downloads folder the other night. It is kind of a reality check for me because I seem to do what the comic depicts, all the time.
I have been sitting up late at night recently, hitting refresh in my browser quite possibly 50-100 times to see if anything new pops up in my news feed or my Twitter timeline. Usually at this hour I am indulging in a new television series or a movie that just came out. For some reason I’m ADD about starting a new show or committing for the time of a movie. No doubt I will definitely be up two hours from now, but why waste the time, on a probable shitty movie. I watch 95% of movies and TV on my laptop, so maybe I need to actually watch it on a TV, or projector or something. I could also just get rid of the laptop and TV and find something more productive to do with my time.
This comic really hits home because I have been seeing and doing pretty much the same things each day, for the past two months. I have been basically reliving the same day, more or less, for 60+ days. Towards the end of my last rehab cycle, I was out doing things, so I don't really count that in what I am talking about. Only having one good leg at a time is paralyzing in terms of a social life, work life, or any life for that matter. ACTUALLY, being dead ass broke also is a huge factor too.
The comic talks about dreams. What does one want to do in life and how most peoples dreams don’t come around and find them, they must find their dream. For some people, with today’s internet age, any viral video came make someone famous, all their dreams come true, in the matter of a couple days (i.e.Greyson Chance, Girl who was Conan’s first person he followed on Twitter. Satire BP Twitter account, etc) The comic is making a point that people need to get off their ass and go out and make their dreams happen, not everyone can be as lucky as @LovelyButton.
I start to think about my dreams. Why did I go to school in the first place? What do I really want to do? What does it take so long to do your dream job? Why can’t I even get a job, for anything? Well first and foremost the real reason I went to school was to make money. Get an education and then the money would start raking itself in. Apparently everything I had been told was a lie about having a degree and automatically getting a job and money. I had no idea what I really wanted to do until I started taking classes at Dean College. I didn’t love the business classes but I seemed to be getting the hang of things since I was getting A’s and B’s.
After my first year I figured out I wanted to be in the entertainment business. Specifically, I wanted to work on the business side of the movie business. It pretty much stemmed from the show Entourage. I would love to be an agent or a personal manager. I kind of came up with this out of the blue one day at a career/college fair that was being held for transfers. Next thing I know I’m applying to ten schools that have entertainment majors and whatnot.
A big problem why I have not really nailed down what I want to do, or have a job in a field even close to what I want to do is because never really had a mentor. Students latch onto their advisors or a certain teacher. I never had that. My advisor was not entertainment-field oriented and was kind of a dick. Also, some students take their job within the school and decide they want to expand on that and become part of the school, or it gives them a better idea as to where their path will lead eventually. I never had a job in school either, other than working for a lawyer momentarily after I graduated and the only internship I had was working for AMP promoting their product on campus. Parental mentorship can only go so far, unless you are entering your parent’s field of work, and then they are a wealth of knowledge. It’s frustrating when my parents say things like: You will be fine. You're a smart kid. You can get a job if you try harder. They can’t offer specific advice, just basic, cookie cutter advice. They don’t know shit about what I want do. How can they I don’t even know what the fuck I want to do.
Some things I do know are that I don't want to just ease into a mold of what societal life thinks one like me should be doing. I don’t have/want to be famous, or popular, I’m just looking for something different. I’d rather be happy doing nothing, then being unhappy doing something I don’t like.
Everyday should be a day of different but equally epic opportunities and situations that you put yourself in or you magically run into. It shouldn't be a run of the mill, dull existence.
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