Showing posts with label career. Show all posts
Showing posts with label career. Show all posts

Tuesday, January 10, 2012

Mai Continyooin Edumakayshun an Career Planz

Musashi Sez:

OK, so mai mom is a gud writr. Peeplez pay her to halp them to figgr out their writin problimz. So wen she is confuzzled about writin, it ar a big deel.

Now she is writin her sekund Master Theesis, only this one is verree small, onlee 12% of her othr Mastrz Thesis, an onlee 27% of her Batchlr’z thesis, so this mayk her less than entirelee happee wift her school, given that she gots less time to thingk about thesis stuffs an mor dezyr to sayv the werld wift it.

Still she and me are thingkin verree hard. Also, our frend Pamler has ben halpin. She com ovr on las Frydae to halp mai mom thingk thru all the cirkyoolr stuffs she had ben thingkin throo. I not follr all of it, but it seem lik the mayn problim has to do wift talkin about storeez folk alreddee noe. How yu do that wiftout them taykin suddin naps?

So cleerlee, I has ben thingkin about how I cud becom somthin innerestin, lik a chef or a spai, cuz cleerlee the writer/Inglish teetchr thing is not so re-myoonrative. Huh.

Which is not so sae that I has givn up the ideer of somdae getting a ponee an praktissin at becoming a cowboy-kittee. Yu has to hold onto yer dreemz, aftr all.

Tuesday, February 23, 2010

Turnin It Round Agen


Musashi Sez:

Heer'z som mor of that innervyu. So far nobuddee has ben akskin me egstra qwestshunz, egsept about which Lympic sports I'd lik to try (the Reellee Short Jomp, the Mom's Tummee Slollum, an lik that). Nevr mind.

Pamelr: Let’s talk about your career. You have considered a very wide range of professions: football player, professor, dentist. What’s your latest career idea?

Musashi: Gosh. It’s alwaez so har to chooz. I ben thingkin about werkin in a Zoo or mebbe bein a movee critik or a poet.

I egspekt I’d be grayt as a payntr, lik that Jack Pollock gy. Yu noe: yu splash a few colrz of paynt on the canvas and then yu walks ovr it an sae it is “A Egspreshun of the Werkin Kittee’z Angst ovr Possibul Not Havin a Fens to Sing on by Next Spring.” An lik that.

But Mom sez that the kinda paynt he yooz kin be hard to get off the fur. So the whol thing reqwire mor thogt.

Whut do yu want to be wen yu growz up? Mai mom sez yu’d be a grayt Inglish perfessr, but yu don’t want to be botherd. I can’t be the onliest 1 to be ansrin the hard qwestshunz heer, yu noe.

Pamelr: What do you see yourself doing a year from now?

Musashi: O mai. Yu gots to remembember that a whol yeer from now, I’ll have lived 150% of the lif I’ve livd up to now. That's higerer maft!

So yu gots to think, whut if that wer me figgrin out mai lif wift thos algebra stuffs. Yu, Miz Pamelr, gots to asks yerself, “What doz I see maiself doin when I’m, like, 34?” An wen yu’v figgrd that out, yu com bak and talk to me.

Qwot of the Dae: “Workin! Alwaez workin!” --Renoir