Red Suitcase And Knee-Length Boots
Red suitcase and knee-length boots
That’s what I want to be doing in the future.
I’m currently in year 11 in High School, and I’ve got one year left to decide what I want to do in the future, and right now, the chances of me choosing what my parents hope for me to choose is getting slimmer and slimmer. I’ve had the idea of applying for International Relation or Law for a year now, but lately I’ve been contemplating another idea. I want to take journalism.
You see, here’s how the equation works in my brain:
If I take IR and get a job in the UN, I get to travel for noble purposes and help people, something I care deeply about.
If I take journalism, I get to write and travel, which is a win-win situation, as they are both something that I love.
I want to do it, walking down the road with maple leaves scattering around, breathing in the fresh spring air, buying hot chocolate as I write down about the new places I find in the middle of winter, or even playing at the beach with children from orphanage or homeless shelter.
I want to help people, I want to write the experience, and over all, I want to travel.
In response of: Six of One, Half a Dozen of the Other