Because It's Better To Be Irrational With Me Than Rational With Someone Else ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Because My Brain Doesn't Like To Work With Me I was thinking and I came to the conclusion that career-wise I am not progressing anywhere. My fabulous neurologist, Dr. Steve, he is just 12 years older than me and he is the head of Neurology or Epilepsy Center (something like that), he's one of the best doctors on the east coast... I wish that by the age he is now, I will accomplish something for which I will be known. Right now... well, I cannot say I accomplished much. Did I have any cool jobs or internships at chemistry/lab companies? Oh dear no. I was a measly lab assitant, chemistry stockroom supervisor, and a secretary in chemistry department at some point, but they don't count... that was all work-study. I was an assistant manager in McDonalds and some clothing store; I do write articles for one of the famous newspapers in my country, ah and the list goes on! employee of AE and some petstore. I did thicken my police record. I did some hacking and some burning and some exploding at some point. I did 100mph on a school zone, couple times (oh you don't even understand when you feel poop/diarrhea coming, 15mph is just 85mph too far from the toilet). I did get a professor fired from school. But how did all this advance me in becoming the great scientist? It didn't and it probably won't.Ok, I'm not even done with college and I'm just twenty one. Maybe I am just overreacting? Maybe I still have tons of time to become some great scientist... Maybe if I'm lucky I will accomplish at least half of what my Dr. accomplished. Help me my huge brain, help me! You help Malcolm in his troubles, why not me??12:37 a.m. - April 10, 2006 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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