|R&R (random and ranting)
||[Sep. 12th, 2005|10:11 pm]
Long journal post this time, maybe..
School has started, and, woe is me! There are 20 some odd books for all the classes I'm taking. I will try and read all of them (as all 20 ARE required-2 optional). In 4 classes, 2 history, and 2 philosophy. I'm probably looking at my major and minor right there… only time can tell I suppose.
Been thinking about things in life I like, or want… I seem to always be doing that, in this journal thing. But, really, I have!
A small plan has developed, by pressure, mostly, of time and money. I'm running out of time to spend free money. So, by the end of next year(2007, years = school years), hopefully, I'm going to have my baccalaureate degree (that is, if I have planned it out well enough). The following year, or there about, I'll be enrolling in the secondary education program-which, in short, means a year long internship-oh joy.
However, sometime before that fateful internship, I will have to have some work experience with school age kids. Where or when that will happen, I don't know yet, but I'm sure, once I talk to some one about the MAT program, they'll line me up with something horrific and loathsome.
After that, possibly a mere 3-4 years from now, I should be gainfully employed as a teacher. Poor students, I'll never be able to remember their names!
Now, what comes after that, you might wonder? Well, at that point, I become attached, forever and always, to a piece of soil. That's right, home-owner. The first will probably be practical, a nice comfortable abode, 2 bedrooms, a bathroom, a kitchen that's way too small. It'll be beautiful--may put up a white picket fence just for the hell of it.
Few years later, after I've saved some money, by living a painfully frugal life as a bachelor, I may or may not invest in finding a girlfriend-that may, eventually, and with not insignificant amounts of paperwork, be approved as a wife! This step in life is completely optional.
If the whole wife approval thing falls through in negotiations, then it's onto the next step solo! Kids. How, you might be asking, does a single man have kids? That's a very good question, and the answer is simple! Adoption. Perhaps some form of surrogacy, I haven't fully decided yet. In any case, around age 30-35, I'll try to incorporate a kid into my life, or, rather, once I have one, THEIR life (always hear parents say they don't have a life of their own). This step, also, is entirely optional (though more favorably looked upon than the negotiations for a wife).
If Plan Wife, and Plan Have-A-Kid BOTH fall through, I'm looking at early retirement as an option. Figure, start work at 30 (may be 27/28 though) and work eh, 20 years? I'll have earned about 1,000,000 dollars at that point in my life, and saved anywhere from 15-20% of it (probably invested) and put away another 25% or so in a home. I could then, if I haven't already, buy a sail boat, and just live on that, in any part of the world I wanted to… figure, it would cost, about 15-20k a year to live that way… with my, 400k saved up, I could spend approximately 20 years sailing around, doing nothing… so, then, cash runs out, I cut my sails, and drift along, all alone, until I'm dead-penniless, and forgotten.
Sounds like a dream come true!… really, it does, doesn't it?
Here's how it'll probably go…
Finish school at 28, start work at 30 because no one's hiring a history teacher, get married that SAME year, because I couldn't resist some chick, by 40, have 3-4 kids, all girls (girls cost more). STILL be working when I hit 60, because 3 out of 4 kids has made it to college-oh, and not some community college, not even the state university…. Some Ivy League bull shit. Retire at 72-very grey, very ill, and very spent. Die the next year-and put my wife through hell as our home is taken away to pay my medical expenses. I'll miss the FDA approval for the cure to what ever killed me, by, oh, an ironic 3-4 years (when my wife gets what I had, and lives another 45 years in an old folks home, because our kids turned into rich greedy bitches).
Life is grand.
Really, this was going to be a rant on what my ideal mate is... and why I could never catch her…
But I forgot about that rant, and made the other instead... hope you enjoyed it!