So the whole college thing just got even crazier.
Now my parents are making me look into joining the military.
Air Force, to be exact, since if I had to pick one that would be it.
My dad wants me to join the Marine Corp,
but I'm not even going to THINK about that. Hell. No.
I admit there are some great plus sides to joining the Air Force,
actually.
But there's also so much about it that I don't like.
Positives -
- They pay for college, meaning I wouldn't have to be in debt up to my eyeballs.
- Paycheck!
- You get your own apartment the moment you start. Bathroom, kitchen, the whole enchilada. And best of all, no roomates. =3
- You get to travel. <3
- One word. Benefits.
- They have career options in photography, which would be cool if I decided I wanted to do that. =)
- I could train attack and search dogs if I wanted to, so there is some animal-related work.
- They teach you good leadership skills, and so forth.
- I could get the hell out of Georgia! Even go back to California if I wanted to, or to Colorado (I've always wanted to go there).
Negatives -
- There's still a chance I could end up involved in all the crap going on in the Middle East, which I don't really want.
- True enough, I don't like most people, but I don't like the idea of being trained to kill them. I mean for crying out loud, I won't even kill a bug if I can possibly help it. =o
- I'm against war, so it just feels wrong that I'm even considering this at all.
- They don't seem to have any careers that I'm interested in, other than photography and graphic design. If I do decide I want to work with animals instead, I'm basically screwed.
- They have a lot of military dogs, but somehow have no veterinary job option (assuming I go that route). WTF. D:
- I'm flat-footed; running is painful. Boot Camp requires a lot of it.
- Somehow I feel like being left-handed is going to cause some problems, but maybe that's just me being the paranoid leftie that I am.. >_>
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So... I don't know. I love the idea, but then I really don't.
And it doesn't help that everyone is pressuring me toward it,
rather than just letting me think. D:
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And then there's my dad, who doesn't like that I'm considering being a veterinarian again.
That's funny, when I said I wanted to be a graphic designer, he didn't like that either at first. =o
He tried pointing me toward all these other careers, including dental.
He's like "you could earn a lot of money doing that, if you were interested in it at all".
You're right, I probably could. But no, I'm not at all interested in being paid to stick my hand in other peoples' nasty mouths. &_&
I don't like dentists anyway. Why on earth would I want to be one?
I thought I made it pretty clear a long time ago that I wasn't interested in working on aircraft, too, but apparently he didn't get the message.
I'm sorry, whatever I end up doing, it's going to either involve art, or animals.
Or maybe even both. End of story. D:&
I don't care if they aren't paid as much as dentists,
I'm not about to make myself miserable just to earn a few extra bucks.
