I start school at DeVry next week, and after going through the New Student Orientation, unfucking my online access to the various websites, downloading my textbooks, filling in my calendar with my class/study schedule, and readying my binders for class, it’s finally all tangible. I’m about to attend my fifth ( yes. Fifth.) and final college, and I will finally be getting my degree in Business Technical Management with a concentration in Human Resources. Whew! I can almost see the finish line! I can taste the victory as surely as if I had my diploma in hand! In a little over a year, I’ll be done, and hopefully it will mean I’ll actually get hired as a Training Specialist.
The Navy was tough, I wasn’t particularly suited to be a Sonar Tech, but I did it, and it was okay; but after I was placed on LIMDU and thrown into the fray of the Naval Base San Diego Emergency Operations Center, I found my calling.
I loved that job. Being a professional Training Petty Officer was awesome, I found out that I really enjoy teaching (and after my short stint as an after-school teacher following my discharge, I also learned that I only like teaching adults. Well, live and learn, right?) and I know that’s what I want to do for my next career; maybe not forever, since I’m only 26, but I really want to explore it more, and learning all this stuff about business and HR is really interesting to me.
That’s what you have to do. You have to find something that you’re really passionate about before you go to school, at least if you want to be successful. I was going to go to Roger Williams right out of high school for theatre and music, and while I had the passion, I lacked conviction, drive, and confidence, so I never even went. After that, I worked for a while and began taking classes for radiology, which seemed like a really cool major, but the classes I had to take in the beginning just made me want to die of boredom and crushing disinterest (don’t get me wrong, all majors require core coursework, and you have to do them to get the degree, but anatomy and physiology in integral to any degree in medicine, and I was totally turned off by it). Enter: The Navy. Little lost me enlists, still thinking that I wanted to go in the medical field ( I’m a slow learner) but was unable to join as a corpseman, and I tested high, so I got thrown into the technical rates to pick. After spending a year and a half in school, and almost five years at sea, I realized that perhaps this technical junk wasn’t for me either. Don’t get me wrong, I love computers and technology, I’m just not totally crazy about the manual labor involved in the hardware side. I like paperwork. I know, right? I actually like the soul-sucking, carpel-tunnel causing, boring-as-hell pencil-pusher work. I’ve always been weird, though.
My advice to anyone reading this is: try everything. Finding out what you don’t want to do is as important as figuring out what you do want to do. In fact, it’s a very important part of the process, and you just might find out a few things about yourself (like me with my total non-patience for tweens who’s parents enable them to be assholes to everyone). The journey to self-discovery is a long one, I don’t think I’ll ever reach the end, I’m pretty sure I’ll die before I figure it all out, but every new little nugget of information that I learn, I treasure, and it gets me just a little bit closer to figuring out what I really want, and what makes me happy (so far I’ve got: dogs, movies, music, reading, writing, craftables, cooking, and naps).
So go out and figure out who you are, it’s not easy, it’s not fast, but it sure as hell is pretty entertaining and fulfilling (maybe not at the time, I was totally frustrated and pissed when I was an STG and professional babysitter, but looking back, it’s pretty funny how vehemently I detested those jobs!) and remember: you can’t go wrong. Don’t worry about making a wrong choice so much, because when it comes to stuff like this, you can’t go wrong (now, if you’re contemplating becoming a professional hitman, I’d urge you to maybe rethink a few things, but if not, message me, because I have a list I’d like to send you…)