AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!! What a rotten question. I hate this question. Where do I see myself in 1/5/10 years? Sheeeit! I don't even know where I'll be In 6 months. I am far too directionless to adequately answer this question, but I'll try to give it a shot.
This time next year, I plan to be in Northern Virginia. Way too many people that I know are either up here now or will be in the next few months. I figure that I'll probably either be in banking, corporate sales, or some form of government work. It all depends how I end up doing in interviews and such. I have a government major, a summer internship at a bank, and some telemarketing experience all under my belt. Whatever I'm doing, I plan on being up somewhere near DC. Too many jobs available and too many friends living hear for anything else to make much sense. As previous posts (as well as some limited e-mail exchange with Mr. Munoz) may have indicated, I'm more worried about a "job" right now than a career. With a serious relationship that I see continuing past the point of easy prediction, it seems that much more likely for me to be close to Dana geographically. All I know is that I want to be making more than $25,000 a year. I think that I might be able to survive on that if I can hold off on the jazz CDs and the comic books. They're killing my account right about now.
In five years, I would like to find my way into a decent quality business school. So far, it seems like the only graduate work that makes a whole lot of sense for me. It'll take me about 5 years to have the finances and security built up (in addition to a resume built by experience instead of just shitty grades) to do any graduate work at all. Ideally, 5 years from now, I'll be working part time and going for the MBA the rest of the time...maybe. If not, see the paragraph above. It'll be pretty much the same, with more money added on (again...hopefully).
10 years from now. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!! again. Are you people out of your minds? Why would you ever want to know that about someone. With a little luck, I'll be married, settled into a fun, moderately lucrative career, and even maybe have a kid or two. Kinda scary, huh?
Alright, enough of this crap. Maybe I'll just join the circus and be a clown.
Bill in a Can
bxmar1@maila.wm.edu
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