Life by Default
Been thinking that my life amounts to a series of "Yeah, alright" decisions. Part of me, the part the deals with the parents, can carefully rationalize every decision I've made. But, moreso than before, I feel like my life is one of those cars on the Disneyland Autopia -- sure you can turn, and you can pretend like you're controlling the turn, but the decision is being made by steel tracks.
So, here goes:
Should I take Bio AP?
Eh, sure, alright.
Should I go to MIT?
Eh, sure alright.
Should I major in biology?
Sure, why not.
Join a lab, do some research?
Sure, alright.
What's next -- grad school, maybe?
Yeah, sounds good.
Pains me to admit to this, but this is not the stuff of an E! True Hollywood story. My life is en route to suburban mediocrity...
Unrelated note: Paul, I went out the other night and somebody asked me about your story -- seems your commenting habits have led to minor celebrity.
So, here goes:
Should I take Bio AP?
Eh, sure, alright.
Should I go to MIT?
Eh, sure alright.
Should I major in biology?
Sure, why not.
Join a lab, do some research?
Sure, alright.
What's next -- grad school, maybe?
Yeah, sounds good.
Pains me to admit to this, but this is not the stuff of an E! True Hollywood story. My life is en route to suburban mediocrity...
Unrelated note: Paul, I went out the other night and somebody asked me about your story -- seems your commenting habits have led to minor celebrity.
posted by devdoot majumdar at 6:58 PM
1 Comments:
Would a master plan with the same result reassure you? That you took Bio AP to do research and go to grad school? Lets face it, you or I didn't grow up with any underlying existential motivations. We're not worried about what we're gonna have to eat tonight or if there will be work next week. Thats the burden or freedom of growing up in suburbia.
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