Today I went driving with my dad. I decided to discuss with him what I want to do post-secondary. I told him about my aspirations. He told me they're impossible... he told me I'm not smart enough to succeed. And I think I believe him.
Patty, your dad is being (pardon the directness) a dick. You can do whatever the fuck you want to; not because this is going to turn into some sappy and chronically inaccurate You Can Achieve Anything speech, but because you are Patty. You are you, you are incredible times infinity, you are the smartest, most driven person I know, and one of the people I believe will get what they want in life. Don't ever let anyone tell you you're not good enough.
Patty. Wake the fuck up. You are goddamn amazing. You have wit and humour and intelligence on levels unseen in females. You can do something great and I hope to god you do choose something that will mean something.
Only I'm allowed to shatter my life goals in drunken sorrow and jump into traffic. You can actually make a difference, kid. You know that, we love you for it.
To be fair to your dad, I don't know what your aspirations are. For example, if you want to become Emperor of the Holy Roman Empire, then I might agree with him -- any plan that starts with, "First, I invent a time machine" may require a bit of rethinking.
(If you already have a time machine, then I'd want to be allowed to reconsider my position.)
For what it's worth, the main determining factor for success seems to be determination; and every indication I've seen suggests that you have more than enough of that. What's more, you don't write like a stupid person; and by having some sort of plan about where you want to go, you're already several steps ahead of many of your peers.
Look at it this way -- the stuff that you learn and the people that you meet in the course of striving towards something are almost always valuable in and of themselves. So if you wanted to become, I don't know, an international airline hostess, learning multiple foreign languages to help you towards your goal to be "sky candy" (as Snakes on a Plane so
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Don't ever let anyone tell you you're not good enough.
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Only I'm allowed to shatter my life goals in drunken sorrow and jump into traffic. You can actually make a difference, kid. You know that, we love you for it.
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Woa Adam. I think that was sexist. Run man, thats my only advice. Don't look back.
Parents are good at dashing dreams that could get you to the moon don't listen.
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(If you already have a time machine, then I'd want to be allowed to reconsider my position.)
For what it's worth, the main determining factor for success seems to be determination; and every indication I've seen suggests that you have more than enough of that. What's more, you don't write like a stupid person; and by having some sort of plan about where you want to go, you're already several steps ahead of many of your peers.
Look at it this way -- the stuff that you learn and the people that you meet in the course of striving towards something are almost always valuable in and of themselves. So if you wanted to become, I don't know, an international airline hostess, learning multiple foreign languages to help you towards your goal to be "sky candy" (as Snakes on a Plane so ( ... )
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